| Yanýmdaki yanýmda, | Beside me, my own shadow drawing near, |
| Karþýmdaki canýmda, | Across from me, you dwell within my soul, |
| Uzaktasýn uzakta | Yet you remain—a star cast far, austere, |
| Ah kara sevdalar, çeken bilir acýsýný | Ah, black devouring loves—who bears them knows their toll, |
| Seven sürer sefasýný oooo | He who adores pursues his revel whole, oooo |
| Oralarda mevsim yaz mý? | Is summer reigning where you wander now? |
| Bu nameler saz mý, caz mý? | And are these airs the pluck of lyre or jazz’s prowl? |
| Benim gönlüm kar mý, buz mu? | Does frost or drifting snow enshroud my heart’s brow? |
| Bilemiyorum ki, nerden bileyim ay! | I cannot fathom—how should I divine, oh moon! |
| Kimlere sorayým hiþt! | Whom must I question—hush!—within this silent swoon? |
| Nerelere gideyim? | To what far border must I flee from here? |
| Teselliler ney mi, mey mi? | Are consolations reeds to play, or wine to clear? |
| Ýçiyorsak sebebi belli | If I drink deep, the cause is all too plain, |
| Söylenenler hayýr mý, þer mi? | Are words you uttered blessing, or a bane? |
| Bilemiyorum ki, nerden bileyim ay! | I cannot fathom—how should I divine, oh moon! |
| Kimlere sorayým hiþt! | Whom must I question—hush!—within this silent swoon? |
| Nerelere gideyim? | To what far border must I flee from here? |