Sıradan Kurs Hocası değildi,
Hep Allahın cc. yolunda oldu,
Talebeyi yıllarca doyurdu,
Mustafa Eren Kıymetli Hocam.

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

Kursta Hocamın baş yardımcısı,
Hizmete koşarlar ayrılmaz ikili,
Kale Kursumuzun iaşe görevlisi,
Mustafa Eren Değerli Hocam.

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

Güzel sesinle okudun Kur’anı,
Üç sene kestik biz seninle kurbanı,
Kalbimiz sevgiyle sana bağlı,
Mustafa Eren Sevgili Hocam.

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

Her şeyin iyi de,olsan kararlı,
Ev değiştirmek,kalbe zararlı,
Bahçeli,müstakil bir evdir yararlı,
Mustafa Eren Sevgili Hocam

Emekli olsa da yine de durmaz,
Boş yatanı HakTeala sevmez,
Ölene kadar hizmete doymaz,
Mustafa Eren Kıymetli Hocam.

Kırmadın kimsenin sen kalbini,
Hizmete,Kur’ana verdin kendini,
Ölene kadar sev bu kardeşini,
Mustafa Eren Değerli Hocam.

Talebenin duası yetiyor sana,
Sevabından aktar biraz da bana,
Hakkın huzuruna var koşa,koşa,
Mustafa Eren Sevgili Hocam.

11.05.2010//KIRIKKALE
HİDAYET DOĞAN OSMANOĞLU

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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, Kırıkkale 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
HIDAYET DOGAN