Bitmez kışların, gelmez baharın Üşürüm titrerim sensiz keje Günlerim geçmez, yaşlarım dinmez Hasretin elinden yandım keje
Oy can keje oy can keje Ayrılık ölümden beter keje Oy can keje oy can keje Hasretin elinden yandım keje
Gurbet eldeyim, naçar haldeyim Kimlere derdimi deyim keje Eller anlamaz sen gibi saramaz Düşenin dostu olmazmış keje
Your winters never end; your spring never comesI'm cold, I'm shaking without you *Keje!My days won't pass, my tears won't stopI have been burnt by the hands of desire, Keje!
O my dear blonde, O my dear Keje!Not being with you is worse than deathO my dear blonde, O my dear Keje!I have burnt by the hands of desire, O Keje!
In lands far, far away, I'm in a helpless conditionWho can I tell my sorrows, O Keje!Others won't understand, they can't hug me like youThis poor has no one, O Keje!