Your heart is aching in my window, My nightingale in the cage doesn’t cry anymore, My split body is bleeding from the wound, Ahu is making dice and crying now.
Nights my dark soul moans Love goes from my heart to friends, Those who cry here are laughing there, Friends, my wound is scabbing now.
Some day I cried, some day I laughed, I queued at the Council of Friends, I had a life and reached perfection, My soul, my heart is whining now.
I made my way to Erenler Assembly, I tied my heart to Hazrat Ali, I sacrificed my blood to the Ehl-i Bey, My rose-faced Huseyn is calling now.
Our way is coming Hazret Aliye, May the lives be sacrificed for the Ahl al-Bayt, Zulfikar sword in Ol Pir’s hand, Holiness is now waiting in the Judgment.
Love in my heart for the Ehl-i Beyt, Hasan Hüseyine Fatima Mother, With the Zeynel Abidin and the insects, Huseyn is laughing now.
My Ehl-i Bey, Souls are servants of God, Know who loves my souls will be saved, Hazrat Ali Can is the Friend of the Resul, Sentence Alem knows him now.
The coming Vuslat keeps me from my hand, He loves him wholeheartedly, Let’s laugh together souls, The apocalypse is coming now.
28.03.2021 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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