Ankara’ya vardým kara bulutlar, Hz.Allahtan kesilmez ki umutlar, Gazi Hastanesi’nde kardeþim yatar, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
Yatýyor kardeþim Hastahanede, Gözleri bakýyor meçhul bir yere, Ýyileþ kardeþim kavuþ evine, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
Yoðun bakýmlarda yatýyor kardeþ, Bekliyor kapýda çoçuklar bir de eþ, Ýyi eder Mevlam kalkacak kardeþ, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
Hastane bahçesi insanla dolu, Nice ahbab yaran Rabbimin kulu, Ziyaret vaktini bekliyor çoðu, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
Ýstanbul’da aldým bir kara haber, Fenalaþtým birden kesildi hep fer, Terminalde gördüm Ýdris derbeder, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
Tez duyuldu haber herkes doluþtu, Evinin önünde çaðrýþ duyuldu, Bacýmla kardeþim feryada durdu, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
Kapýsýnda Hoca helallik aldý, Baðýþ Camisinde musalladaydý, Yahþihan kabristan son duraðýydý, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
Yatýyor kabrinde bekler bizleri, Bir fatiha bekler oku yasini, Herkesler girecek kabire belli, Doktorlar kardeþe yok mu bir çare?
14.10.2012//KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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IS THERE NO CASE FOR MY BROTHER? ..
I arrived in Ankara, dark clouds, Hopes do not stop from Allah, My brother sleeps in Gazi Hospital, Doctors no cure for brother?
My brother is lying in the hospital, His eyes are looking somewhere unknown, Get well my brother and get home, Doctors no cure for brother?
Sister sleeping in intensive care units, Children and wife are waiting at the door, It will be good, Mawlam, brother will get up, Doctors no cure for brother?
The hospital garden is full of people, Many friends, servant of my Lord, Most of them are waiting for the visit, Doctors no cure for brother?
I got black news in Istanbul, I got sick and suddenly stopped, I saw at the terminal Idris is traumatized, Doctors no cure for brother?
Thesis was heard, the news was full, The call was heard in front of his house, My sister and brother stopped screaming, Doctors no cure for brother?
Hodja received halal at his door, He was in trouble at the Donation Mosque, Yahþihan was the last stop from the cemetery, Doctors no cure for brother?
He lies in his grave waiting for us, A fatiha waits, read his mourning, Everyone will enter the grave, Doctors no cure for brother?
14.10.2012 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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