Ýnsanlarla cinler gelir meydana, Þeytanlarla hayvan hep bir arada, Biraz sonra baþlar türlü telaþa, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
Söner gökte yýldýzlar birer birer, Güneþle ay kalmaz yoktur bir eser, Nuru münkatidir kalmaz bir fener, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
Çatýrdar gök semasý dönmeye baþlar, Bunu gören gözlerden akar yaþlar, Cümle mahlukatý feryada baþlar, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
Yarýlýr dünya semasý çatýrdar, Kulaklarda o sesler yanký yapar, Ürperir kalpleri çarpmaya baþlar, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
Kopan Kýyamettir sonu dünyanýn, Yoktur artýk piþmanlýk Rab’bi anýn, Hesabý yoktur kopan fýrtýnanýn, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
Ýmana gelir herkes korkar Rab’den, Bir arada aðlaþýr torunla deden, Lal olur dil Kýyamet dehþetinden, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
Gökyüzü erir döner madene, Kýzarmýþ yað renginde bir gümüþe, Daðlar benzer hallaç elinde yüne, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
Ya Rab gök olur Verdeten Kaddihan, Hüdayi isterim Rabbimden Eman, O günde çaresiz koymasýn Rahman, Gökler yarýlýr kapkaradýr dünya.
07.01.20120//KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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TIME OF THE SKIES ..
People and jinn come to the scene, Devils and animals are always together, After a while, all kinds of fuss starts, The skies are split and the world is black.
The stars in the sky die one by one, There is no moon with the sun, there is no work A lantern, as soon as Nuru relates, The skies are split and the world is black.
As the sky cracks, the sky begins to rotate, Tears flow from the eyes that see this, Sentence creatures begin to cry, The skies are split and the world is black.
The earth bursts, the sky cracks, Those voices echo in the ears, Their hearts start to pound, The skies are split and the world is black.
It is the end of the world that breaks, There is no regret anymore, remember the Lord, There is no account of the breaking storm, The skies are split and the world is black.
It comes to faith, everyone fears the Lord, Grandfather with grandchild cries together, The tongue becomes Lal from the horrors of the apocalypse, The skies are split and the world is black.
The sky melts into the mine, To a fried oil-colored silver, Mountains are like wool in hand, The skies are split and the world is black.
O Lord will be the sky, Kaddihan who gives, I want huda, Eman from my Lord, Don’t let Rahman be desperate on that day, The skies are split and the world is black.
07.01.20120 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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