We were asleep, they awakened
And regarded us as alive
We became sheep, understood the voice
They regarded us as herd
We made our state the state
We made our way the way
From every single blossom honey we made
They regarded us as bees
I'm Pir Sultan Abdal, at these
There stand in human beings
Lots of unknown prophecies
In this world and in the one comes next
They regarded us as Alis.