Hasret imiş derd-i dilim
Gülşende yoktur sevgilim
Bir gönlü aşık cariye
Esbab-ı halim bu benim
Gül bahçesinde yalnızım
Bülbüldedir derin sızım
Susadım aşk ummanından
Kanmak dileğimdir nazım
Yearning is the sorrow of my tongue
I have no lover around the roses
A female slave who is in love
This is my situation for the time being
I am alone in the garden of the roses
My deep pain is in the nightingale
I have thirst for the hope of love
My hope is to believe in it for the time being
Gülşende yoktur sevgilim
Bir gönlü aşık cariye
Esbab-ı halim bu benim
Gül bahçesinde yalnızım
Bülbüldedir derin sızım
Susadım aşk ummanından
Kanmak dileğimdir nazım
Yearning is the sorrow of my tongue
I have no lover around the roses
A female slave who is in love
This is my situation for the time being
I am alone in the garden of the roses
My deep pain is in the nightingale
I have thirst for the hope of love
My hope is to believe in it for the time being