Niye Cattin Kaslarini [English translation]

Why did you knit your brows

I don’t know all my faults, beloved*

If I would die, don’t tear your hair out

After that, don’t tear them, don’t tear them my beloved

I got burned in love's glowing fire*

I'm not prone to the richness of the world

If I would die, don’t come to my grave

After that, don’t come, don't come my beloved

I’m a poor one and the talk of everyone

There is no trick by truths

Don’t even take me away from hands of cruel ones

Don't take me away, don't take away my beloved