Yonca Bahçesi [English translation]

in my dream I see myself running in a clover garden

I wished I returned to my childhood

in that day I felt I returned indeed

what a burden what a sorrow

it is only the game

what a beautiful childhood I had

I felt being a kid being free

we built walls when we grew

walked .. Did not stop.. Get tired sometimes

no good remained in my heart

even if waiting my heart kept going

when others crossed my life I went through

some day some how the lights will burn me