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This bloody tyrant's deeds,
Wrap me up like a lost nightingale.
Stones rain down on me like a storm,
Only a friend's slap can wound me, wound me.

Oh me, me, me
Friend, me, me, me
Life, me, me, me

In my tough times, friend or foe is clear,
If I've got a problem, it's all too real.
Death's decree's hung around my neck,
Whether they hang me or beat me, me, me.

Oh me, me, me
Friend, me, me, me
Life, me, me, me

Pir Sultan Abdal, my soul won't cry to the sky,
If God doesn't command, mercy won't come by.
These hands' stones never touch me,
Only a friend's single rose can wound me, wound me.

Oh me, me, me
Friend, me, me, me
Life, me, me, me