Yas [English translation]

My memories stand guard above the bedside

They keep on waiting for me day and night

I still have dreams, I haven't lost my hopes yet

My ocean memories still bring you back to life

I promised I'd not storm, I wouldn't bluster

My mourning would be silent as a loner up in hills

I have my prays, but I'm in prison of my own walls

The pain is burning as I'm saying, writing down your name

Oh, God! My song was broken off unfinished

No time can ever be a cure for open wound

No one can feel the flames I am consumed with

I have to live my days in broken lying world

Oh! nightingale, don't trill, do leave off your song

My soul is captured by severe winter frosts

Don't sacrifice in vain, do not give up on your rose

My songs and poems are the hostages of grief