The mountains are majestic all around you, Folds and folds lead to you, Your roses smell in spring, summer, Mountains tell you how to climb.
It is not easy to reach you from your majesty, The halay is drawn in Nemrut in Erciyes, People come and make fun of you The mountains are inexhaustible like this.
Green grass comes out in the spring, Spring of the Annunciations, Pilgrim storks, Poems on lovers writers, Mountains, tell me if your head is always smoky.
Mountains I’m tired of visiting you, Your top is very beautiful, I looked, I was shot, My heart would stop, I didn’t go out, I came back The mountains are so high, why are you like this?
Partridges sing in autumn and winter, What a nice smell the thyme that grows in you, They chat over lovers, Tell me why the mountains are fertile.
The insurmountable head of my mountains is high, Mines and marbles are hidden inside, For years they dig the treasure, Mountains say nails, is it true?
The mountains are full of plants all around, No one has reached the secret in you, My mountains, keep me in your bosom, Tell me where are the mountains snake eagle.
The mountains have pierced you, They broke his heart and chose a mine, Everyone drank their sweet water, Tell Hüdayi if you have a place.
10.07.2021//KIRIKKALE HIDAYET DOGAN
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