ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Thou touchedst my soul as I lay wounded
Thus, my will Thou didst not fear
Thy mortal eyes beheld my secret
My tears I'll dedicate to her
As destiny must be fulfilled
By mortal hands we shall be killed
So much hate to give
Since I became the enemy
I promised once to not forgive
My tears are now of dignity
That pours throughout conspiracy
Art Thou the one I once called me?
She took my name and kept it
Inside her sacred poisenous heart
