Erzurum down-town bazaar, oh my love, mercy
A girl wanders in it, oh may your grandma die
Blonde bride, mercy
In her hand an inkwell pen, oh my love, mercy
She writes cure for troubles, may your grandma die
Blonde bride
There is a bird in Erzurum, oh my love mercy
It has silver in its wing, oh may your grandma die, blonde bride
My lover has gone and hasn't returned back, oh my love, mercy
Sure, something fishy is going around this, may your grandma die blonde bride