Theres a immature orphan
I weep for him
I am left orphaned
My eyes cry for him
Because I am left orphaned
Dede, Dede, Can Dede
My glorification is Ercan Dede
My place is in a pillow
Dede, Dede, Can Dede
Orphans, be slow Be full of sheep
I am left orphaned My heart is
full of grief
I am left orphaned My heart
is full of grief
Dede,
Dede,
Can Dede My glorification is Ercan Dede
My place is in a pillow Dede, Dede,
Can Dede
My glorification is Ercan Dede
My place is in a pillow Dede, Dede, Can Dede
The voice of the orphan does not come
The breath of the mountain does not come The head is on the pillow,
the eyes are on the road
No one is waiting Dede, Dede, Can Dede
The head is on the pillow,
the eyes are on the road No one is waiting
Dede, Dede, Can Dede
My glorification is Ercan Dede
My place is in a pillow Dede,
Dede, Can Dede My glorification is Ercan Dede
My place is in a pillow Dede, Dede, Can Dede