One night you suddenly left my son, You left tears and left Did you think your troubles were exhausted? You went with the dagger in my heart.
My blood flows will not help anymore, See my dear, my neck is bent, My days have not passed anymore, my months You went to my heart with longing.
We made hopes, we made efforts, Some days we cried and laughed a long time You were a rose flower, we used to call it fruits, You didn’t hear my cry and left.
We built a bridge from my heart to your heart, When you came, my baby was full of joy, We were happy day and night, You washed my stove by myself and left.
We cried, then we shed tears, What kind of trouble, what kind of pain does not end? Look, my heart is tired, the pain has begun, You burned my fire in the heart and left.
I cried silently without you in your room, My heart was wounded, I tied stones, I cried sobbingly for days, You poured cayenne pepper on my face and left.
You know, we promised until we died You know the famous word up to the grave, If a spring comes again, You ran without your veil.
What were those days and how we lived, We used to run to the park with my hüdayi daughter, My Medina came, we used henna, You ran away without asking your father.
20.03.2021 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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