Budala [English translation]

As running after you; I'm perished, It's overt

My heart which is crazy in love with you; it's smashed like junks

Let's forget whatever happened, let's everyone carry on in his own path

I changed my name after you're left; It's "fool", fool...

With empty talk, with wind, noone can hit this road

You go ahead, I just wandering already

In this world which manliness is broken by poverty

If you look for lovers; here I am: "The Fool", "The Fool"

It's hard, your absence, since you left

My heart is only being patient

No, don't say: "Get over", It's impossible

I'm the poor fool, you are the heartache

With empty talk, with wind, noone can hit this road

You go ahead, I can wandering merely

In this world which manliness is broken by poverty

If you look for lovers; here I am: "The Fool", "The Fool"

• Artist:Gökhan Özen