Your name melt the snow on the mountains,
Your smell repaired the broken streams (methapor)
You make them full with flowers
Branches with your veil,
Branches with purple branches (branches from grapes),
Branches with sun sun,
Branches,
Love means also dispute, we know that,
We sing Türkü like poetry (traditional turkish songs)
Living far away from you,
with what I am, desire desire
with what I am, forbidden forbidden
with what I am, away away
with what I am
You're thrown up like leafs on the ground,
You're going to be legendary in every mouth (of people),
You're going to suffer like teardrops,
Roses like desire desire
Roses like love love
even roses don't know how to be quitt
Roses