My heart turned into a desert as it was heaving a sigh in your absence
Many question marks in squalling
The exclamations at odds with the words are a cardigan on the loneliness of the points
O my orphaned soul; leave your worried dreams to the night
Keep quiet while you are listening to your tears
One exclamation of ah is enough for treachery
O my frosty soul; o the caravan of parting
Do not be fooled by the mutineering gusts
Let the day light be the call of hope
How many possibilities are there for the union
How many seasons passed by meanwhile
How many times the sun would rise
After which rain does the rainbow regret
I shall be a nice echo in your fragrant palms
I shall walk down in your breezy pathways
When a bad-tempered hurricane tossed us around
How many possibilities were there for this union
O my orphaned soul; leave your worried dreams to the night
Keep quiet while you are listening to your tears
One exclamation of ah is enough for treachery
O my frosty soul; o the caravan of parting
Do not be fooled by the mutineering gusts
Let the day light be the call of hope
Composed by Mahmut ABRA
(English Translation of the Lyrics by Mesut Şenol)