Bir pazardý kardý kýþtýÇarpýp gittin kapýlarýBir pazardý kardý kýþtýBuralarda neyim kaldý
Bu gönlümü sana deðilIlgýt ýlgýt yele verseydimBu gönlümü sana deðilBoz bulanýk sele verseydim
Ben sarardým ayva küstüÝçimde bir taze mezarBen sarardým ayva küstüÇiçeðime karlar yaðdý
Bu gönlümü sana deðilIlgýt ýlgýt yele verseydimBu gönlümü sana deðilBoz bulanýk sele verseydim
It was a cold sunday in the winter.You have left shutting the door behind you.It was a cold sunday in the winter.Now I have nothing here.
I wish I have given my heart to the gently blowing wind instead of you.I wish I have given my heart to the flooding water instead of you
I turned pale and quince* is crossThere is a freshly dug grave in meI turned pale and quince is crossSnow has covered my flower.