Fisherman at the Göl

English
On the shores of the silent loch,
By the old, grey stones alone,
He waits for the shadows to talk,
Casting his line, unknown.
Turkish
Sessiz gölün kenarında,
Yalnız taştan yansır sözler,
Bir umutla, bekler burada,
Göl konuşur, duyulmaz izler.
Scots
Wi' a gentle cast, the waters part,
Fish and secrets drift awa',
He hauds his dreams, close tae his heart,
Lost in the eerie daw.
Chorus
English
Oh, the fisherman, the lonely soul,
In the quiet waves, he hears the call.
What lies beneath, what stories untold?
Beneath the dark, in shadows’ thrall.
Turkish
Balıkçı, ruhu yalnız olan,
Duyar sesleri, dalgalarda yankılanan.
Ne saklı derinlerde, kim bilir kim?
Göl karanlığında kaybolan izlerin.
Scots
Aye, he listens tae the lochside cry,
Where shadows move 'neath the sky so high.
Auld secrets hid in the water’s deep,
Lang tales in the silence keep.