Senin Hastan [English translation]

If you are left undone,

You can't see the future

The thing called love drives one not to gossip

But to destruction

If it burned you aflame

You can't die down again

Is that an innkeeper, a flank guard or an old twinge,

I couldn't put a price on it

I got hurt a lot, it's done gone

Your mad about has come out of the mourning

By virtue of ambition, she's run out of fire, died down

Days gone by she lost her sight by virtue of love

Died by virtue of love and buried you in her heart