Önce kus olduk
uctuk semaya
sonra vurulduk
düstük sevdaya
Yandık atesten
korlar misali
öyle derindi
vardık mihraba
askı ilahi
saydık cihanda
özden bulustuk
fani mekanda
ayrılsa yollar
güller savrulsa
susmazki aska
asık gonuller
we were just like birds before
we were flying to the sky
after that we were shot
fallen to a state of love
we were burnt into a fire
as if we were like coal
in that deep
there were a Mihrab ( shrine ) for us
divine love
is well known to this world
we found our finite root
in that place
if the ways look different
the roses still flourish
the loving hearts
have no silence around love