Pınar Başından Bulanır [English translation]

The fount gets muddy at the headwaters, darling

Comes down and winds around the plain, darling..

You're always in different moods, darling

Mountains go up in smoke, meadow grass grows on them

If I do not see my darling,

I'll get in a pickle, I'll get in a pickle

Haven't you ever been down to the plain, darling?

Haven't you ever been on fire within the fire of love, darling?

Haven't you ever been fed up with hurting the dearests, darling?

Mountains go up in smoke, meadow grass grows on them

If I do not see my darling,

I'll get in a pickle. I'll get in a pickle.

Then I look like winter which had never seen summer, darling

My mind turns to be one which had had no other trouble, darling

And I look like drunk as a fiddler, darling

Mountains go up in smoke Meadow grass grows on them

If I do not see my darling,

I'll get in a pickle. I'll get in a pickle.

• Artist:Zeyn'el