Tanrı'nın Gözyaşları [English translation]

This scary drought

These sad wheat with their heads down

This dry earth, this drought

Are the tears of God which are drying

Babies are born as grown ups

Lullabies fairytales of heroes

Those who live in this bloody map

They cary curved all that grieve

Our lives is a big examination

In the geography of dead children

Our story is the destiny of the lost ones

Angels are the silent grieve of mothers

This is a swamp

It swallows young buds

Every book writes so

All Gods children are equal

Every person is capable of betrayal, of homicide

Every person can forgive and is cruel

At one hand is guilty of a sin committed together

And on the other hand the soul quivers, and is following the divine