Nasıl Yar Diyeyim [English translation]

How shall I say "beloved" to such a beloved

After she made me "Mecnun"* and send me into the desert

Well, singing birds had been attempting to the vineyard of all the others

What should I do after my rose get fade

Your eyebrows are black, so I don't need the violin to get melancholy

I don't want a guest that's more real than my heart

Even if I'm going to die, I don't want any cure for my sorrow

After shooting the arrow and pricking the heart

Beloved, which doesn't rush like wild rivers

Beloved, which doesn't tie her heart to mine

Beloved, which doesn't cry to my being now

Well, she should not cry after I die

I'm Pir Sultan Abdal and I shall keep on going on this way

I have become the slave of completed human being

So, let the rain fall or let it full everywhere

What should I do with them, after I dive into the ocean