The Hazine of Anadolu
Zeynep is her name
But more precious than a gem
She's a woman of fame
She's the Hazine of my dream
A beauty with blondish curly hair
And a skin that's so fair
All my loneliness and despair
Wave goodbye when I see her stare
I wish to go to Turkey
To meet such matchless beauty
Her eyes that shine like morning light
Give me hope and deep delight
I saw her and I loved again
I couldn't forget her since then
Her smile that's so tender
Burns my loneliness to ember
I could only dream for her love
But I love her like the heaven above
Till the parting of my sight
Her radiance gives me light
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