İncir [English translation]

Is it the salty breeze that burns my throat

Or is it the words that you've said that hurt me so

As the dusk falls, over the coast like insidious smoke

One by one, my zeals jump off into the abyss

Was it fair now, what you did?

On top of all the things, now this...

Would you believe that without you

I can't even eat a piece of bread, nor drink a sip of water

You should have at least stayed until the figs have ripened

You should have at least kept one of your many promises

As you left me, like this, without any notice

You should have at least thrown my heart into your suitcase