Ne kadar severdin,her gün bizleri,
Kazanmak isterdin,helal ekmeği,
Ar ederdin elden,sen istemeyi,
Mezarın inşallah, cennettir babam...


Sen kazandın burda,bıraktın öyle,
Oğlun kızın rahat ,etsinler diye,
Yazık değil miydi,bunca çileye,
Mezarın inşallah,cennettir babam..


Sabahtan akşama,yol gittin yaya,
Değer miydi kalan, yalan dünyaya,
Mal,mülk,servet yalan,kaldı burada,
Mezarın inşallah,cennettir babam...


Dünyalık da lazım,yaşarken burda,
Allah el açtırmasın,soysuz yabana,
Dünyada en lazım, paradır para,
Mezarın inşallah,cennettir babam..


Koşup durdun her gün,erken yollara,
Helalden ver derdin,Rabbim nafaka,
Elini kordun sen,taşın altına,
Mezarın inşallah,cennettir babam...


Ölene dek çalış,durma çabala,
Birikti servet mal,kalır burada,
Cennetine koysun,Allah Teala,
Mezarın inşallah,cennettir babam..

21.05.2013//KIRIKKALE
HİDAYET DOĞAN

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LETTER TO MY FATHER ...


How much you loved us every day
You would like to win, halal bread,
You would look for it, you want to ask
I hope your grave is heaven, my father ...


You won here, you left it like that,
For your son and your daughter to be comfortable,
Wasn’t it a pity?
I hope your grave is heaven, my father.


From morning to evening, you went on foot,
Was it worth the lie to the world?
Property, property, wealth are a lie, stayed here,
I hope your grave is heaven, my father ...


I need worldly too, while living here,
May Allah not let the hand open, the innocent stranger,
Money is the most needed in the world,
I hope your grave is heaven, my father.


You’ve been running every day to the early roads
You used to say give it away, my Lord, alimony,
You corded your hand under the stone,
I hope your grave is heaven, my father ...


Work till you die, try not to stop,
Wealth accumulated, goods remain here,
Put it in your paradise, Allah Almighty,
I hope your grave is heaven, my father.

21.05.2013 // KIRIKKALE
HİDAYET DOĞAN