You were the one who carried you around for nine months, You were the one who nourished it with milk, You were the one who slept with a fairy tale with lullabies, You are not paid very much, O beautiful mother.
You opened your arms to your little baby Dressed up and attacked the school, You fed three meals of sweet soup, I have so many rights, O beautiful mother.
If there was lightning on the way, I would run to you, I would sleep with you on a cold winter night I’d dive right in with your tale, I have a lot of effort, O my beautiful mother.
You would bridge my heart from heart to heart You were the shield alive for your children, You were a heavenly woman with prayer, Heaven is close to you, O beautiful mother.
You did not break us in a day, you loved us Disease does not hurt knees multiplied, The dhikr does not leave it in the day and night, You were in love with the Qur’an, O beautiful mother.
You have lived your age, When children and grandchildren have good temper, Neighbors pray to you, Everyone loves you, O beautiful mother.
How do you live now in your grave, Your grave is beautiful and happy, I pray you take it right away, You are the guide to heaven, O beautiful mother.
Everybody who comes will go from this mortal place, You know what? Hüdayi says death goes to mother, I will wait for you, O beautiful mother.
17.09.2018 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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