Kaleden iniyordum

Çaðýrsan dönüyordum

Derdinden kibrit oldum

Üflesen yanýyordum

Kalenin bedenleri

Çaðýrýn gidenleri

Ýpek bürük bürünmüþ

Niksar'ýn fidanlarý

I was coming down from the castle

I was returning if you called

I became a match from your troubles

I was burning

the bodies of the castle

those who call

clad in silk

Saplings of Niksar