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SEVGİLİM ARTIK GEL GAYRI.....
HİDAYET DOĞAN OSMANOĞLU

SEVGİLİM ARTIK GEL GAYRI.....




Bu kadar ayrýlýk yetti canýma,
Ey sevdiðim nolur artýk gel gayrý,
Nedir Allahým bu çektiðim bana,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.



Karanlýk bir gece býrakýp gittin,
Çocuklar aðlarken bakmadýn gittin,
Söndürdün ocaðým beni bitirdin,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.



Neyine güvendin kime dayandýn,
Ne güzel yuvamýz diye sayardýn,
Sen saf altýn yirmi dört ayardýn,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.



Bozuldu düzenim saðlýðým gitti,
Ahbabýmla yaran beni terketti,
Hanemiz soðuktur canýma yetti,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.



Allahým nedir bu çektiðim çile,
Ateþe girmiþim ben bile bile,
Gelmezsen bulursun beyaz kefenle,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.



Seninle gidenler evine döndü,
Yaralar kapandý eskiye döndü,
Ocaklar kuruldu sobalar tüttü,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.



Çatlasýn hasetler kýrýlsýn beller,
Gebersin düþmanlar yok olsun eller,
Aðlasýn sevinçten bizi sevenler,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.



Hüdayi der artýk mesut olayým,
Geçen yýllar geçti murat alayým,
Ahir ömürümde huzur bulayým,
Ey Sevgilim artýk nolur gel gayrý.

30.09.2018//KIRIKKALE
HÝDAYET DOÐAN

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DARLING NOW COME GAYRI .....

This much separation was enough for me,
O what I love, please come now,
What is my God, this is what I suffered from
Oh my darling, please come, please.

You left a dark night and gone
You didn’t look when the children were crying, you left
You extinguished my stove, you finished me
Oh my darling, please come, please.

What did you trust, whom did you lean on?
You would count it as our beautiful home,
You were pure gold twenty-four carat,
Oh my darling, please come, please.

My order is broken, my health is gone,
The wound with my buddy left me
Our house is cold enough for me,
Oh my darling, please come, please.

My God, what is this suffering I have gone through?
Even I got into the fire
If you don’t come you’ll find it with your white shroud,
Oh my darling, please come, please.

Those who went with you returned home,
Wounds healed, turned to the old,
The stoves were set up, the stoves smoked,
Oh my darling, please come, please.

Let the envy crack, let the bellies break,
Let the enemies be destroyed, hands are dead,
Let those who love us cry for joy,
Oh my darling, please come, please.

Hüdayi says, let me be happy now,
The past years have passed, let me take Murat,
I will find peace in my last life,
Oh my darling, please come, please.

30.09.2018 // KIRIKKALE
HÝDAYET DOÐAN

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