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MUSTAFA EREN HOCAM...........1
HİDAYET DOĞAN OSMANOĞLU

MUSTAFA EREN HOCAM...........1



Sýradan Kurs Hocasý deðildi,
Hep Allahýn cc. yolunda oldu,
Talebeyi yýllarca doyurdu,
Mustafa Eren Kýymetli Hocam.

Gece,gündüz koþar hizmetlere,
Bir gün Kurstaysa,bir gün köylerde,
Koyunlar,ekinler onu beklerde,
Mustafa Eren Sevgili Hocam

Kursta Hocamýn baþ yardýmcýsý,
Hizmete koþarlar ayrýlmaz ikili,
Kale Kursumuzun iaþe görevlisi,
Mustafa Eren Deðerli Hocam.

Nereye denirse, oraya koþtun,
Koyunda,ekinde hep önde oldun,
Köylünün gönlünde taht kurdun,
Mustafa Eren,Kýymetli Hocam.

Güzel sesinle okudun Kur’aný,
Üç sene kestik biz seninle kurbaný,
Kalbimiz sevgiyle sana baðlý,
Mustafa Eren Sevgili Hocam.

Keskin,Kýrýkkale ortak memleket,
Ya sev bu yurdumu, ya da terket,
Cennete benziyor bu vatan millet,
Mustafa Eren Deðerli Hocam.

Her þeyin iyi de,olsan kararlý,
Ev deðiþtirmek,kalbe zararlý,
Bahçeli,müstakil bir evdir yararlý,
Mustafa Eren Sevgili Hocam

Emekli olsa da yine de durmaz,
Boþ yataný HakTeala sevmez,
Ölene kadar hizmete doymaz,
Mustafa Eren Kýymetli Hocam.

Kýrmadýn kimsenin sen kalbini,
Hizmete,Kur’ana verdin kendini,
Ölene kadar sev bu kardeþini,
Mustafa Eren Deðerli Hocam.

Talebenin duasý yetiyor sana,
Sevabýndan aktar biraz da bana,
Hakkýn huzuruna var koþa,koþa,
Mustafa Eren Sevgili Hocam.

11.05.2010//KIRIKKALE
HÝDAYET DOÐAN OSMANOÐLU

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MUSTAFA EREN TEACHER...........1

He was not an ordinary Course Instructor,
Always Allah’s cc. it was alright
It satisfies the demand for years,
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher.

Runs day and night to services,
If one day in the course, one day in the villages,
Sheep and crops are waiting for him,
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher

My teacher’s chief assistant in the course,
They run into service, the inseparable duo,
The caterer of our Kale Course,
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher.

Wherever it is called, there you ran,
You were always ahead in your sheep, your crop,
You set a throne in the heart of the peasant,
Mustafa Eren, my dear teacher.

You read the Qur’an with your beautiful voice,
We cut the sacrifice with you for three years,
Our hearts are devoted to you,
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher.

Keskin, Kýrýkkale common homeland,
Either love this land or leave it,
This homeland looks like heaven, folks.
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher.

Even if everything is fine, even if you are determined,
Changing houses is harmful to the heart,
It is a detached house with a garden, useful,
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher

Even though he is retired, he still does not stop,
Hak-Teala does not like the idle,
He is not satisfied with service until he dies,
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher.

You did not break anyone’s heart,
You gave yourself to the service, to the Qur’an,
Love this brother till death
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher.

The prayer of the request is enough for you,
Transfer a little of your reward to me,
Come to the presence of the right, run, run,
Mustafa Eren Dear Teacher.

11.05.2010//KIRIKKALE
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