Tonights star has not been seen by anyone, but where has the star been blown , the fog has calmed down, its color has turned pale, the black cloud has covered its head, its eyes are full of water, its heart is ruined, it is a star in my sky, I know my blackness, I know that tonight Banal, O Ney Banal, say to the voice of separation, with my unloving lover, that far away from us, why should we go, O heart, to a world that has not seen the color of sorrow, to a world that has not seen the color of regret and mourning, O heart. A world that has not seen the color of sorrow , a world that has not seen the color of regret and mourning
