My songs are played in Sivas
Pined mountains are divided line by line
I am away from beloved, my heart is bleeding
Clerk, write my situation as such to the Shah
How great are those hands that can write!
Clerk, write my situation as such to the Shah
Let me prepare desserts for the honey-tongued
Clerk, write my situation as such to the Shah
Ey Hizir Pasha, I am Abdal Pir Sultan
You seperated us from our brothers
Is this the destiny that happened to us?
Clerk, write my situation as such to the Shah