The spinning wheel is thin the string is thin, what'll happen to us when it comes to us?
Will the girl lose her religion, will the lover lose his religion
When seen just for once, when seen just for once?
The spinning wheel is mine the string is mine, is my hand my servant?
I am the tether of the spinning wheel, I am the quilt
My mother has raised me, my grandmother has raised me
I sacrifice myself to the outlander girl, to the outlander girl
The spinning wheel is mine the string is mine, is my hand my servant?
The head of the spinning wheel is black, I cry with burning desire
I have fallen for the unfaithful love, I have fallen for the unfaithful lover
My reel is also dark, my suffering is also dark (double entendre* in çile)
The spinning wheel is mine the string is mine, is my hand my servant?