Let's go over slowly From Çayeli Let me be the basket That in your dorsal, porter
The strings of the basket Is cutting your shoulder Open your white peshtamal 1 Let me see your face
Are you the girl That they are calling Menşure Everybody is talking about you Are you that beautiful I bended the hazel Come here here I don't know your name Let your name be Menşure
For picking hazelnut I bended the hazel I pity pity To the situation of Menşure It's making shadow to us The leaves of hazel Girl I wish you take the pleasure off from Ground of çayeli