He was a great man His family came first, no matter the life plan A loving grandfather, with old fashioned values and rules A respected man in England and the Cypriot Cyprus land There all of my adult life Our family gatherings, you certainly knew how to cook, on the Turkish barbecue I learnt all of my cooking from you I know how to definitely, make my own barbecue Not many women I have met, can burn the charcoal, but Carol knows because the grandfather, taught her goals Watermelons when we visited the village I can still see you carrying them, one in each hand with no spillage, as we returned to the main house, from the visit to the village Your grandson loved your flap cap, it made him laugh, even though blindness is in his path My parents, you and your wife, loved us all without conditions in life My father passed before you, but you always held me in your hand too TanrΔ± ruhunu korusun Rest in peace, my love for you will never cease