Kutlama [English translation]

there must have been spring in my hometown

clusters must have reached to the sky

it's mountains must have been sorounded by tulips

the ground the sky the hearts must have blossomed

before cherries get ripe

by the spouts of PROSCRIPTION

on the rostrum-like leaves of narcissus

I'm comming to celebrate spring with you

to put my head on your shoulders

to start again my life

in your garden, your flower bed, your water springs

I'm comming to wash the inside of my heart

on its(town) roads girls and boys

may be playing now oh! how awfully

new loves, finished love and refreshing loves

a new season is starting in our lives

before cherries get ripe

by the spouts of PROSCRIPTION

on the rostrum-like leaves of narcissus

I'm comming to celebrate spring with you

to put my head on your shoulders

to start again my life

in your garden, your flower bed, your water springs

I'm comming to wash the inside of my heart