Paroles et traduction Bedirhan Gökçe - Annem (with Gökmen)

Annem (with Gökmen)

Bedirhan Gökçe Annem (Azeri Şiir)

Ne hız ellerini üzdün dünyadan
Balanı tek goyup nereye gettin?
Nasıl yog olurmuş bir anda insan
Sanki bu dünyada hiç yog imişsin...

Güneş gurub etti, o da garardı
Bir anda yog oldun sen heyal gibi
Şimdi düşünirem senden ne galdı
Gönlümde hatıran kara hal gibi...

Meni boya başa yetirdin anne
Bize borçlu bildik her zaman seni
Sen meni dünyaya getirdin anne
Mense yola saldım dünyadan seni...

Sen mene beşikte ninni çalmışsın
Ninni çalsam sana men de mi?
Senin şirin şirin ninnilerini,
Sana gaytarayım cenazende mi?

"Uykun şirin olsun" diyerdin mene
"Uykun şirin olsun" deyim mi sene
Gerek men başına dönüp dolanım,
Meni hayat için hep uyutanım,
Söyle ölümçün,
Söyle nasıl uyutayım seni men bugün?

Bu nasıl dünyadır anlayamam ben
Cilvesi cürbecür, rengi cürbecür
Dün öz nefesiyle seni isiden
Bugün buza dönüp, taşa dönüptür...

Bu nasıl dünyadır...
İnsanoğlunun hayali göktedir gendi yerdedir
Sağken omuzunda hayatın yükü
Ölende ceseti çiyinlerdedir...

Bu nice dünyadır, bu nice dünya
Ölüm hakikat hayatı rüya
Derdimin gamımın ortağı sendin
Niye yüz çevirdin ya niye menden?
"Derdin mene gelsin" diyerdin hani?
Niye dert ekledin derdime ya sen...

Annem, annem kimse seni darıltmamıştır,
Men seni darıltan kadar...
Şimdi kime açsam derdimi bir bir,
Kim menim derdime yanar sen kadar?

Evin her küncünde görünür yerin
Gözüm ahtarıcıdır anne, ey anne
"Ninem hani" diyor küçük azerin
Ne cevap vereyim ona ey anne

Bilmem, bilmem bu ölüm nedir?
Ha sen hayattayken ey annem
Nefesin ey annem hala evdedir
Kendin yer altında taşa dönmüşsün...

Bögün, bögün yeddin oldu annem
Yeddi gün bizimle beraber ağlar odalar
Sene, yalnız sene demek eçün
Gönlümde bilsen ne gadar sözüm var...

Kimleri çağırak bugün yeddiye
Halalar bacılar soruyor mene
Anneme soralım o bilir diye
Men yüz tutuyorum senin odana
Annem, annem ısmarlandın anne torpağa
Bu ölüm sineme çekti dağ benim
Sen benim arkamda benzerdin dağa
Sanki de arkamdan uçtu dağ benim...

Gızımın adıdır senin öz adın
Bu da göz dağıdır bana bugünde
Son defa sen mene bakıp ağladın
Suretin mezara gitti gözümde

Ömrü başa vurdun altmış yaşında
Altmışın üstünde durup yaşında
Artık senin için durduğu zaman
Ölüm menim için dolaşır
Gün olur akşam,
Vakit geçer, sen menden uzaklaşırsın
Men sene günbegün yakınlaşırım...
Annem öz ismini gızıma verdi
Annem torununu çok istiyerdi
Küçük torununu goyup yerinde
Annem tam sakince dünyadan getti
Gızımın meyilli nazarlarında
Annemi görirem, annemi şimdi...

Torun ninesine benziyor aynen
Büyüyor, yüceliyor yılbayıldızım,
Yeniden büyüyor annem, yeniden
Annemin özüdür tam sanki gızım

Hayat kendi garip sırlarından
Bize renkli renkli muciz gösterir
Gızımı ismiyle çağırmıram men
"Ey anam" diyirem, o da "hay" verir...

O menim annemdir, o menim annem
Ancak bir farkı var bunu yadsımam
Bir vakit annem mene "can, can" diyerdi
Şimdi men anneme "can, can" diyerem...
Bir vakit annem meni çok istiyerdi
Şimdi men annemi çok istiyirem
Men annemi çok istiyirem...

(Türkü)
Men seninen vardım anam,
Sen yoksan mende yokam anammm...
Menim anam, özüm anam, can anam, canım anam, özüm anam, anammm...
Sen mene can, can diyerdin,
Oysa ki sen menim canımdın anammmm...
Gettinde, gettin de dönmedin, meni de yanına al anamm,
Can anam, can anammm...

Şair: Bahtiyar VAHAPZADE
Seslendiren: Bedirhan GÖKÇE
Türkü: Gökmen

My Mother (with Gökmen)

Bedirhan Gökçe My Mother (Azerbaijani Poem)

How quickly you grieved your hands from the world,
Leaving your child alone, where did you go?
How does a person become nothing in an instant?
As if you never existed in this world...

The sun set, it also darkened.
In an instant, you vanished like a dream.
Now when I think what is left of you,
Only a memory in my heart, like a black omen...

You raised me, mother,
We always felt indebted to you.
You brought me into this world, mother,
But I sent you away from this world...

You sang me lullabies in the cradle,
Should I sing you a lullaby too?
Your sweet, sweet lullabies,
Should I return them to you at your funeral?

"May your sleep be sweet," you used to say to me.
"May your sleep be sweet," should I say to you?
I should turn back and wander over your head,
You, who always lulled me to sleep for life,
Tell me, for death,
Tell me how can I lull you to sleep today?

What kind of world is this, I can't understand,
Its whims are diverse, its colors are diverse.
Yesterday, it sought you with its own breath,
Today it turned into ice, turned into stone...

What kind of world is this...
Mankind's dream is in the sky, while he himself is on the ground.
While alive, the burden of life is on his shoulders,
When dead, his body rests on shoulders...

What kind of world is this, what kind of world,
Death is truth, life is a dream.
You were the companion of my sorrow and grief,
Why did you turn your face away, why from me?
"May your pain come to me," you used to say,
Why did you add to my pain, oh why...

Mother, mother, no one has upset you,
As much as I have upset you...
Now to whom should I open my heart, one by one,
Who will burn with my pain as much as you?

Your place is visible in every corner of the house,
My eyes are searching, mother, oh mother.
"Where is grandma?" says little Azerin.
What answer should I give him, oh mother?

I don't know, I don't know what this death is,
While you were alive, oh mother,
Your breath, oh mother, is still in the house,
You yourself have turned to stone underground...

Today, today is your seventh day, mother,
For seven days the rooms weep with us.
To say to you, only to you,
You know how many words I have in my heart...

Who should we invite today for the seventh?
Aunts and sisters are asking me.
Let's ask my mother, she knows, they say.
I turn my face to your room.
Mother, mother, you were entrusted to the earth, mother.
This death has drawn a mountain in my chest,
You were like a mountain behind me.
It's as if the mountain behind me flew away...

My daughter's name is your own name,
This is a warning glance to me today.
For the last time, you looked at me and cried,
Your image went to the grave in my eyes.

You completed your life at the age of sixty,
Stopping at the age of over sixty.
Now time has stopped for you,
Death wanders for me.
Day turns into evening,
Time passes, you move away from me,
I get closer to you day by day...
Mother gave her name to my daughter,
Mother wanted a grandchild so much.
Leaving her little granddaughter in her place,
Mother left the world peacefully.
In the gentle gaze of my daughter,
I see my mother, my mother now...

The granddaughter looks exactly like her grandmother,
My lucky star is growing, rising.
My mother is growing again, anew,
My daughter is exactly like my mother herself.

Life shows us colorful miracles
From its own strange secrets.
I don't call my daughter by her name,
"Oh, mother," I say, and she answers "Yes"...

She is my mother, she is my mother,
But there is a difference, I can't deny it.
Once my mother used to say to me, "My dear, my dear,"
Now I say to my mother, "My dear, my dear..."
Once my mother loved me so much,
Now I love my mother so much.
I love my mother so much...

(Folk Song)
I existed with you, mother,
If you are not here, I am not here either, my mother...
My mother, my own mother, my dear mother, my dearest mother, my own mother, my mother...
You used to call me "My dear, my dear,"
But you were my dear, my mother...
You left, you left and didn't return, take me with you, mother,
My dear mother, my dearest mother...

Poet: Bahtiyar VAHAPZADE
Performed by: Bedirhan GÖKÇE
Folk Song: Gökmen