O Yar Gelir

Oh love comes, turns into a rose for me, my love
If I see your face, my tongue gets tied, my love
Those who fall in love wander around like crazy, become insane, my love
Dig my grave deep
Let it be narrow, my love
Six tulips below, and above, hyacinths
Let it be a garden, my love
Even if your lover comes, I got tired, my love
I thought the maiden was for me, my love
A dagger stabbed my heart
I thought it was a rose, my love