At My Course I Arrived at a City
At my course I arrived at a city
I saw its palace from rose and rose
My sultan's crown and throne
Vineyards and walls are from rose and rose
They buy roses they sell roses
They hold scales from roses
They weigh roses by roses
Its market and bazaar are from rose and rose
With crimson rose and red rose
As a couple grown in a garden
They look at each other with thorn
Inns and flowers are from rose and rose
Ummi Sinan come and describe
Rose and nightingale problem
Actually, this orphan nightingale's
Sigh and cry are from rose and rose
Written By Ummi Sinan
Translation Onur Ünlü
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