Ankara'nın Bağları [English translation]

I threw the rope but its end remained

Therefore, its force remained

I loved, and they took it from me

Pain remained inside me

The gardens of Ankara

And its crooked roads

When you became drunk

That you can't raise your arms

You see my memories as a burden

And you purse your mouth (he means : when you hear my name, you skowl your face)

You took my darling from my hands

And left me desperate

The gardens of Ankara

And its crooked roads

When you became drunk

That you can't raise your arms

• Artist:Ankaralı Coşkun