Ýdlib’de döküldü þehit kanlarý, Devleti korudu aziz þehitler, Can feda ettiler Rabbin kullarý, Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
Doðurdu annesi vatan millete, Sahip çýktý Davut aziz Devlete, Girecek nihayet hepsi cennete, Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
Doðuyor bir yiðit düz ovalarda, Davut çoban oldu daðda bayýrda, Çaðrýldý askere geldi pusula, Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
Hainin bombasý düþtü üstüne, Davut veda etti cümle nesline, Býraktý arkada aðlayan anne, Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
Duyuldu bir sabah acý bir sela, Koþtular camiye girdiler safa, Yatar Davut þehidim musallada, Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
Davut’u aldýlar hepbir omuza, Dillerde okunan tekbir salayla, Ýndirdiler en son soðuk mezara, Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
Köyünde kabristan onu karþýlar, Askerler havaya mermiler sýkar, Davut’u kabrinde Resul karþýlar, Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
Davut’um bu millet duacý sana Davut þehit oldu Allah yoluna, Hakkýný helal et þehidim bana Vataný düþmana vermez þehitler.
11.02.2020//KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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ÞEHÝT MEHMETLER ..
Martyr blood spilled in Idlib, Dear martyrs who protected the state, The servants of the Lord sacrificed life, Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
His mother gave birth to the nation, David took care of the dear State, All will finally enter paradise, Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
A valiant is born in the plain plains, David became a shepherd on the mountain slope, The compass was called to the army and came, Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
The traitor’s bomb fell on him, David said goodbye to the sentence generation, Left the mother crying behind, Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
A painful peace was heard one morning, They ran into the mosque and entered the stage, My martyr, Davut, lies in harassment, Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
They took David on one shoulder, With a single salay read in languages, They brought down the last cold grave Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
He meets him from the cemetery in his village, Soldiers shoot bullets in the air The Messenger welcomes David in his tomb, Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
My David, this nation prayer to you David was martyred in the way of Allah, Halal your right, I am a martyr Martyrs do not give the homeland to the enemy.
11.02.2020 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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