Kurdish Song
Traditional
Alas, there is nobody
Nobody is aware of other people's pain
Alas in this big city
there is no voice of a companion or beloved
The whirl of your eyes made me crazy
made me crazy, my dear, made me crazy
we live in separation, swear to this seperation
I am about to burn
Sorrow is my guest, because you are far from me
My soul always looks for your entity
The whirl of your eyes made me crazy
made me crazy,my dear, made me crazy