I took the road in the morning,it was dawning
My mother asked me 'where are you going my son?'
I said 'don't ask too much,mother,i am heartsick,enough,don't ask'
I took the road in the morning,it was dawning.
I've walked for days,i haven't stopped
I stopped in the fountainheads
Mountains,stones were passable
Green fields enrolled their carpets in front of me
I took the road in the morning,it was dawning
I've complained about my troubles to the wolves,to the birds for years
I thought time passes and i can forget
Kerem was burning because of his troubles*
And Mecnun was dying because of his troubles**
And i have taken the road because of my trouble.
They ask 'Barış,what are you doing there? How is being away from home,is not it hard?'
Here,i am baring my heart,please don't ask,for God's sake
My trouble made me to take the road.