Yarim Yarim [English translation]

With your love I left for the foreign

Immersed, turned into flames and ashes

Put on your sandals

And follow me

To the mountains, roads, deserts

Road from land to land

Ask me, my beloved

Find me, my beloved

See me, my beloved

Ah, me

You're a pen, I'm a paper

Write on me, my beloved

Draw me, my beloved

Solve me, my beloved

Ah, me

I'll fall a victim to the hands that hold a pen

To the strings that play sad motives

To the tongues that sing touching folksongs

To the mountains, roads, deserts