On the way to the fatherland, Elm village I thought of you Pain as I enter my darkened heart I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
While I was taking range and climbing to my Keskin, While Kýzýlýrmak is flowing modernly, While those who break up are burning, I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
Çelebi is a plateau where it is cool, I haven’t seen you for a month, I miss you Kazam Çelebi Kýrýkkale Province, I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
I walked and ran to my village, I smelled the stones and took them in my hand Fresh boy girls look at me I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
Its poplars and willows are branched, In his garden, plum almonds were hanging, Waters flowed and ages in my Göçbali, I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
There are clusters of clouds in the skies, There is rain in the clouds and there is snow, There is yellow yellow honey in the hives, I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
The days are long in Ekiçce, Short separation sadness at night, I closed my eyes, your face in front of me, I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
Hüdayi, let me arrive in my village early, When your lights fade one by one at night When the roosters get up at dawn, I miss you my village Karaaðaç.
24.03.2019 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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