Җилләр чәчләремнән сыйпап үтте, Уйга чумып йөргән чагымда. Битләремнән салкын яңгыр үпте, Син генә юк минем янымда... The wind of sorrow has made me without you, A deep wound to my soul. Many years have passed, I live in the world waiting for you.
The flame of life has cut off your life, Even if you know the value of living. Glad you came back I miss you, baby.
I walked the streets walking together, From the guided paths. I would go back to that time, From the years that awaited you.
The winds blew through my hair, While meditating. Cold rain kissed my cheeks, You are not alone with me ...