She came next to fountain...
with jug in her hand
she frowned her arc eyebrown...
when she saw im smiling
she got my heart...
with her hair knot
I didnt know this kniting...
or is a magic?
where is your home
what is your price
seven kings fall in love...
with your gazelle eyes.
which one you want..
those seven famous
she said like that..
with looking sky deeply
the crown of kings...
can tie the knot..
that in my heart
just passing armies
I cant enjoy in palaces...
as much as I'm in mountains
I cant change for a thousand world
that my pure turkish nationality