Ah Ýstanbul bir vakit Ýslamboldun, Ýnsanlar neþeli Allaha kuldun, Sarardý o benzin gül gibi soldun, Geziyor fasýklar senin üstünde.
08.05.2017//KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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AH ISTANBUL ...
I saw Istanbul in my dream today, No, old Istanbul, what is this situation, Hagia Sophia is a sad, tired dome, Disbelievers are wandering on you.
The impenetrable streets are full of infidels, Is this Muslim, O Anatolia, No humanity left, full of tramp, The traitors are wandering on you.
There are no collapsed graves left, There is no sinless person, if there is no one, Kelb and cat on the strolling street, Disasters are wandering on you.
Don’t let him see my conqueror come out of his grave, Where are the Muslims? Cries Hagia Sophia does not come out of my heart, The thugs are traveling on you.
The difference of my city from the remaining kufar, My mosques are empty adhan, hidden The prostitute wife enters without ablution, The suspects are traveling on you.
Oh Istanbul, you were Islam once, People served to the merry God, That petrol would turn yellow, you faded like a rose, The devils are wandering on you.
08.05.2017 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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