The poet is heartbroken, having stepped on her man, feeling a little sorrowful. She sings with a bitter taste, expressing her anguish with the words "God punish you for leaving me and going to that place" (with lipstick on his collar, he claims she's just a friend). The situation is sorrowful, yet the melody of the song is quite lively, creating a strange contrast between the words and the music. It has always been peculiar to me how movement can be added to a sad situation. He continues, as sorrowful as the ties of Ankara, singing "I threw the rope, the end remained, but the comb remained strong, I loved it, the hands took it, and the pain remained inside me.