Seni Severdim [English translation]

Pitiful, what a pitiful past.

I am tired of explaining.

When you left me,

that’s the day I was wounded.

What a pity what a sin.

I am like the Kardelen flower

growing in sorrow.

I loved you.

in the bosom of sorrow.

I loved you

when I was awake and when I was asleep.

I loved you.

inspite of it all. I loved you

with a narrow rope around my neck at the gallows.

You don't know the meaning of love.

If a rose burned you'd stand still and wouldn't shed a tear.

I cry without tears.

I loved you,

you insensitive cowardly warrior.

Who did you sell your love to, betrayer?

I was at every battlefield.

I loved you.

Pitiful, what a pitiful past.

One loner dying from loneliness.

When you left me

That is the day that I was struck.

Pitful, what a sin. While you were

spinning around

I was taking my last fiery breath.

I loved you.

in the bosom of sorrow.

I loved you

when I was awake and when I was asleep.

I loved you.

inspite of it all. I loved you

with a narrow rope around my neck at the gallows.

You don't know the meaning of love.

If a rose burned you'd stand still and wouldn't shed a tear.

I cry without tears.

I loved you,

you insensitive cowardly warrior.

Who did you sell your love to, betrayer?

I was at every battlefield.

I loved you.

• Artist:Yıldız Usmonova