Telli Turnam

My Stringed Crane

Telli Turnam

Oh, my stringed crane coming from below,Aşağıdan gelen telli turnam ey,
You don’t have my stringed crane inside you,İçinizde telli turnam yok benim,
If someone asks about my love or my friend,Yarenden yoldaştan soran olursa,
You don’t have my stringed crane inside you.İçinizde telli turnam yok benim.

I’ve got three troubles,Üç derdim var idi,
Don’t make it five,Sen de beş etme,
You don’t have my stringed crane inside you.İçinizde telli turnam yok benim.

My dark-haired darling,Saçları kara yarim,
Comb your hair every morning,Her sabah tara yarim,
Within your strings,Tellerinin içinde,
Search for my heart, my love.Gönlümü ara yarim.

They won’t braid your black hair,Siyah saçın örmezler,
They won’t give you to me,Seni bana vermezler,
Come on, let’s run away together,Gel beraber kaçalım,
They won’t see us in the dark.Karanlıkta görmezler.