my zahide my jactura what will happen to me
i heard a words again my back is broken
i ask a news to comer and goners again
my zahide became a bride this week.
dedeli is only parody love
did flower-mountain drop there autumn leafs
i traveled lost of foreign places
didn't find any beautiful girl than my zahide
i am prisoner in the hands of abroad
My zahide everything is my fault
if your mother give you to me
why wouldn't be enough this mat if it is big as a house