Get your hand away from my wound, doctor!
You don´t know the cure of my pain
What kind of a doctor are you? You don't have medicine.
My wound is on my heart, you can´t bandage it.

I say you, o false-hearted!
May nobody pull the string of fate's bow
You demolished and destroyed the palace of heart.
You can´t take and put back even one stone of it.

I am Emrah, you listened to my words.
I hide your love in home of my heart:
Why do you stop, cry my eyes.
You can't see the beloved one more time.