Çökertme

I left Çökertme, my Halil,
Oh, keep my head safe,
Before we reach the coast at Bitez, my Halil,
Oh, the apocalypse has struck.

My friend İbrahim the Sergeant,
I entrust you to my God,

This place ain't Aspat, my Halil,
Oh, Bitez coast,
Fire has wrapped around my lungs,
A bullet wound in my chest.

While I was walking on the deck,
Oh, my boat started to drift,
My silk handkerchief, my Halil,
Oh, the purple wind took it away.

They took my beautiful Gülşüm,
Oh, the guards have taken her,

Let's go, let's go, my Halil,
Let's get to Çökertme,
If the guards come, my Halil,
Where the hell do we run?

Let's not give in, my Halil,
Oh, let’s hold on tight.