Lyrics and translation Cem Karaca - Delikanli Sevdasi

Delikanli Sevdasi

Kız öyle gezme, ince basma, adın dansöz edilir
Kız öyle gezme, ince basma, adın dansöz edilir
Sendeki işve anamda olsa babam geri dirilir
Sendeki işve anamda olsa babam geri dirilir
Domur domur emceklerin mindanını gerdirir
Domur domur emceklerin mindanını gerdirir
Sendeki işve anamda olsa babam geri dirilir
Sendeki işve anamda olsa babam geri dirilir
Babam geri dirilir
Seni bana mevlam değil kendim kendime yazdım
Seni bana mevlam değil kendim kendime yazdım
Tabancamın kabzasına adın bıçakla gazıdım
Tabancamın kabzasına adın bıçakla gazıdım
Ben eskiden uslu idim seni gördüm de azdım
Ben eskiden uslu idim seni gördüm de azdım
Tabancamın kabzasına adın bıçakla gazıdım
Tabancamın kabzasına adın bıçakla gazıdım
Adın bıçakla gazıdım
Ak undan ekmek gibi yumuşak ellerin oy ellerin
Ak undan ekmek gibi yumuşak ellerin oy ellerin
Badem mi ezdin bal mı süzdün dillerin oy dillerin
Badem mi ezdin bal mı süzdün dillerin oy dillerin
Sensiz iflah olabilmez hallerim oy hallerim
Sensiz iflah olabilmez hallerim oy hallerim
Badem mi ezdin bal mı süzdün dillerin oy dillerin
Badem mi ezdin bal mı süzdün dillerin oy dillerin
Dillerin kız dillerin

Delikanli Sevdasi

Don't go out like this, girl, walking in such a revealing way, or you'll be known as an immoral woman
Don't go out like this, girl, walking in such a revealing way, or you'll be known as an immoral woman
The way you tease, my dear, would bring my dead father back to life
The way you tease, my dear, would bring my dead father back to life
Your plump breasts strain against your bodice
Your plump breasts strain against your bodice
The way you tease, my dear, would bring my dead father back to life
The way you tease, my dear, would bring my dead father back to life
Would bring my dead father back to life
My love for you comes from within, it's not something ordained by God
My love for you comes from within, it's not something ordained by God
I carved your name on the handle of my gun
I carved your name on the handle of my gun
I was a good man before I met you, but now I'm a sinner
I was a good man before I met you, but now I'm a sinner
I carved your name on the handle of my gun
I carved your name on the handle of my gun
I carved your name
Your hands are as soft as freshly baked bread
Your hands are as soft as freshly baked bread
Your lips are as sweet as honey
Your lips are as sweet as honey
I can't live without you
I can't live without you
Your lips are as sweet as honey
Your lips are as sweet as honey
Your lips, my dear, your lips