Come now, let’s be the one I love, Is it not enough? Let’s live a happy life, Isn’t it enough? I have suffered my half.
What is this hate, what is this grudge, Is there not your faith? Is not your religion? It’s been a while, look, you kept waiting Isn’t it over, my half is enough.
Summers and winters passed, my eyes on the road, You know I love you so much My patience has run out, my body is gone You did not know my fate, enough that I suffered.
I don’t know how many years have passed since then The Creator of Kula would not give this trouble, Search Conscience is an endless pain You did not love, once was enough,
Come, don’t make me wait, If you don’t come you’ll see the white shroud, I do not want the gifts in my grave, You killed me finally enough.
One day you will hear that this lover is dead You lost your life alone in your house, Read Selasý halvah has been eaten, You can eat my halva too.
Look at us from tongue to tongue You put the boy as his servant, You became a disgrace to the world, You killed before I died, enough I suffered.
If you send news in this endless life, You want hüda if you get halal, He sees everything the Almighty Creator, I have run out of hope, enough I have suffered.
06.11.2020 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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