I am on a long, thin road
I tread day and night
Not knowing what condition I am in
I tread day and night
The moment I came to this world
I walked at the same time
In an inn with two doors
I tread day and night
Even in my sleep I walk
Searching for a reason to stay
I always see those who have passed
I tread day and night
Been on this road for forty-nine years
Through plains, mountains, deserts
I have fallen to the hands of homesickness
Treading day and night
When one thinks deeply
It seems distant
A road lasting but a moment
I tread day and night
Veysel gawks at this situation
Crying and laughing at times
To reach the journey's end
I tread day and night