Gökyüzünde turna gibi dönende Baykuş gibi viran yurda konanda Çok ağladım mecnun gibi çöllerde Ferhat gibi şirin yardan ayrıldım
don't touch my grieving (and) mournful heart i've parted from a beloved (who was) tall like cypress formerly i was gardener in the garden of the friend (ie, the beloved) misfortune struck, i've parted from quince (and) pomegranate (ii) as (i) circled in the sky's face like a crane as (i) settled in a ruined place like an owl i cried a lot in the deserts like mecnun i've parted from a cute beloved like ferhat (iii)