Bir demet yasemen [English translation]

A bunch of jasmine, that is the only memory of my love

Separation is not ending, wound of my heart is not healing

Even if I cry and yammer, my destinies darkness does not resolves

Separation is not ending, wound of my heart is not healing

I wish that season comes again,

I wish jasmines sprout again,

For the memory of our love,

I wish we live in that whiteness again,

Take all the jasmines from me,

They are all yours,

You return to me now, return, return now...

• Artist:Zeki Müren
• Album:Sükse