Zahidem
Neþet Ertaþ
My Zahide
What will happen to me, my Zahide?
I heard some news, it broke my back.
Let me ask about those who come and go,
My Zahide, this week you're getting married.
Heart's a mess, full of sorrow,
The flower garden has shed its petals, oh my.
I've wandered the world, feeling so lost,
I couldn't find anyone as beautiful as you, Zahide.
In foreign lands, I'm a captive, trapped,
My Zahide, I'm always stuck on you.
If your mom gives you to me,
This mat isn't enough for all this longing.
