İncir [English translation]

Is it a dusty wind what hurts my mounth

Or just my words made me pain

When sneaky fog comes around the beach

Hopes are falling down to abyss

Its hard to believe what did you done

When we're on the rush

My throath decline bread or a water

without you

why you left me figs hasnt grow yet

you have failed your words

while you took me unawarely

why you hasnt put my heart in to your bag

• Artist:İlyas Yalçıntaş