What should I do with the rose that doesn't smell like you?
What should I do with the spring without you?

What should I do with a sunrise without you?
What should I do with the world without you?
I do not want the rain that comes down without touching your skin, I do not want the breeze.

If the stars should shine, they should shine from you,
I do not want the star which does not burn with your love in the sky.

If the nightingales should sing, they should sing about you,
I do not want to even listen to a nightingale which does not sing of you.

If you are going to be my yearning then let my heart burn!
I do not want the foreign land and without your reunion, I do not want the motherland.

If a fire is going to burn me from my heart;
Let the fire of your love burn me!
If my heart turns into ashes other than your love, I do not want this heart!
I do not want the fire, I do not want the cinder.

The oasis in which I have not seen you, should belong to the bedouins;
I want your desert, I do not want the water.

If it's going to reach you I will not stop, I will walk on foot, but I do not want the direction that does not reach you at the end, I do not want the road.
I only want you as my destination.

I'm a volunteer slave, with earring on my ear.
I will pass one thousand shara's at once if it is going to conquer your heart!

Otherwise what is it to me?
I do not want this conquest, I do not want Egypt, I do not want the world!

I'm a Sultan of Fatih, and in front of Istanbul,
I will burn this city down, just for a smile on your face!

Otherwise I don't want the Sultanate that does not make your rose-face smile, I do not want Istanbul.

I'm a strange lover!
I'm writing about you, I'm burning for you.
I do not want the pen without your love, I do not want the paper.

I'm from your nation, you are my saviour,
I do not want any other saviour but you!
I do not want any Beloved other than you!