Uğurlar olsun [English translation]

It was a Sunday morning

Ankara beneath the snow

It was the dry cold in the deep mid winter

Summer sun in its arms

Lives were for sale cheaply*

My pen fell into the blood

My pen fell into the blood

Cruels lied in ambush

My body all in pieces

Lives were for sale cheaply

My pen fell into the blood

Farewell, farewell**

May the mournful clouds be your comrades

A sharp pen***

A broken pair of glasses

May these be your remembrances

for courageous braves

I turned the key

For a sudden death

The pieces of shrapnel

Got stuck into my lungs

Lives were for sale cheaply

My eyes got filled with blood

My eyes got filled with blood

I didn't put nameless fears in my heart

I lived through the truths as pure as white to the death

Farewell, farewell

May the mournful clouds be your comrades

A sharp pen

A broken pair of glasses

May these be your remembrances

for courageous braves