Namus Belası [English translation]

Having found myself in jail, there are many here giving advice

If I combined all of that advice, there would be road from here to the village

Mother, father, sister, brother, they all become strangers on my dark day

For the trouble of honor, brother, the blood we spill is our own

We are all in the same situation, we're from Turhal, we are similar to each other

We repent a hundred thousand times, yet we still drink wine

The horse is ours, the woman is ours, the gun is ours, fame is ours!

For the trouble of honor, brother, the jail we sleep in is ours

My virgin bride, my tall beauty, without satisfying each other

Without opening your face with a Basmala*, without sitting knee to knee

They have kidnapped you, and made you kneel to the deserted**

For the trouble of honor, brother, the life we don't value is our own

My Agha*** is forfeit, my lord is forfeit, I brought about my fate

Neither deficient nor excessive, I said everything completely

Break my castle! Dole out my punishment! What will I do to live?

For the trouble of honor, brother, the life we give is our own

• Artist:Cem Karaca