I gave my dream to a beautiful wound,
Can't find that beauty,
Felek does not oppress my carpet.
Can't I be happy and laugh with Yar?
Nazli was quite unaware of my situation,
I lost my winch, it flew out of my hand,
Yigit is not afraid of half death,
Can't I get a wire from your friend Zulf?
My friend can't see me,
I boiled and cooked in the cauldron of love,
I ran like a flood,
Can't I chat with Yar?
My heart is like a nightingale in love,
The ages of my fountain are like a flood,
Nazli canan escapes from me like a hand,
I don't know what your purpose is.
I'm permanent, this is my faction,
My curiosity used to say that it never ends day and night,
I am a propeller or apprentice,
Can't I be a slave to your door?
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