Oh, my life, oh, my sweet life,
It withered due to moaning.
My soul and body burnt down
Due to the flaming fire.
Oh, my life, oh, my black eyes,
Who would need my words?
I am the only one among Goklen,
Who has been left with dreams unfulfilled.
Oh, my life, oh, my flourishing spring
Will no longer be seen by my eyes,
Magtymguly, all my pain and sufferings,
Have gone with my body and soul.