Vur Kadehi Ustam [English translation]

We've put out the lantern in fisherman's stall

Those who left scratched off our colors

From the shining of our beauty, there's just some left at the bottom

But no more than a spoon

Break a glass, master, this night we're drunk

The rights that remained are ours, we're sour from pain

We dumped shallow people on our life

And that's why we've hit the bottom like that

A drop of tar, if sea glitter will hit our dreams

If it'll revive and find a life again at least like that

It would've been so good if blood would hit our heart again