Güneþ yaklaþýr o gün insanlara, Mahþer Halký tamam hazýr olunca, Ýnsanlar saf olurlar fýrka fýrka, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
Bulunmaz bir gölge tek Arþý vardýr, Güneþ yakar teni dünya çok dardýr, Hararet yükselir herkes yalvarýr, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
Herkeste bir korku baþlar endiþe, Kaçýþýr insanlar ezilir yerde, Susuzluktan döner incecik ipe, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
Kopar boyunlarý yay gibi olur, O sýcak tenleri her daim solur, Terleri boþalýr sel gibi olur, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
Çýkarda terleri amele göre, Kiminin baþýnda kimi dizlerde, Terden bazýlarý görünmez halde, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
Yeryüzü kesilir benzer ateþe, Ateþi geçenler girer Cennete, Ýnsanlar Mahþerden bakar Huriye, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
Yeter Rabbim derler bizi rahatlat, Ya býrak bizi ya Cehenneme at, Cümlesinde vardýr acý bir feryat, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
Ya Rab ! O günde Sen baðýþla bizi, Hüdayi der Rabbim ver Sen Cenneti, Cennetine girdir içir Kevseri, Yakma bizi Rabbim Mahþer Gününde.
15.01.2020//KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
............................................. ON BIRTHDAY .... 3
The sun approaches people that day, When the people of Judgment are ready, People become pure party, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
There is a shadow that cannot be found, there is only one Arsh, The sun burns your skin, the world is very narrow, The temperature rises, everyone begs, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
Everyone starts a fear, anxiety, People run away, crushed on the ground, Thin rope turns from thirst, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
Tear off their necks like a bow, Their warm skin will always fade, Their sweat will drain and become like a flood, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
Sweat in interest, according to work, Some on the head and on the knees, Some of the sweat is invisible, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
The earth is cut off like fire, Those who pass the fire enter Paradise, People look at Huriye from the Judgment, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
They say enough, my Lord, comfort us, Either leave us or throw us to Hell, His sentence includes a painful cry, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
O Lord! Forgive us on that day, Say hüdayi, my Lord, give you Paradise, Enter your paradise and drink Kevseri, Do not burn us, my Lord, on Judgment Day.
15.01.2020 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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