Higher,
higher,
higher higheeeeere
This ram,
this ram,
rises up,
increases day by day,
this love
This ram, this ram, rises up,
increases day by day, this love
This season changes, this pleasure cuts
The wind of the valley in my homeland blows
The sun rises,
the moon sets,
and the dawn breaks
City, this love,
village, this love
I swear,
my son,
I wrote my daughter on it,
I wrote it on my own
I swear,
my son,
I wrote my daughter on it, I wrote it on my own
Trouble,
trouble, my eyes are on you,
the remedy of my trouble,
count this love
Holy action,
holy meaning,
this case grows side by side with the mind
My spiritually
And
Listen to this love,
hear this love
I am the most authentic of the Turkish folk songs
Listen to this love,
hear this love
I don't have to hide my soul because it's sweet
Take this love to my grave