Voljelo se dvoje mladihšest mjeseci, godinukad su htjeli da se uzmu, da se uzmu aman, amandušmani im ne dadoše
Razbolje se lijepa Fatmajedinica u majkepoželjela žute dunje, žute dunje aman, amanžute dunje iz Stambola
Pođe dragi da donesežute dunje Carigradskeal' ga nema tri godine, tri godine aman, amannit' se javlja, niti dolazi
Dođe dragi sa dunjamanađe Fatmu na nosilimadvjesta dajem spustite je, trista dajem otkrijte jeda još jednom Fatmu ljubim ja
Two young were in loveFor six months and a year.When they wanted to get marry, to get marry, alas, alas,Fiends wouldn't let them.
Beautiful Fatma falls ill,Mother's only child,She longed for yellow quinces, yellow quinces alas, alas,Yellow quinces from Istanbul.
Beloved set himself off to bringByzantium's yellow quinces.But he doesn't return for three years, three years, alas, alas.Not a word, nor he appears.
Beloved returned with quinces,Finds Fatma on a bier;Two hundred I'll give; put her down,Three hundred I'll give; uncover her,Just one more time to kiss Fatma.