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