Paroles et traduction Cem Karaca - Delikanlı Sevdası

Delikanlı Sevdası

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

Lover's Passion

Girl, don't walk like that, in such a provocative way, you'll be called a dancer
Girl, don't walk like that, in such a provocative way, you'll be called a dancer
If my mother had your charm, my father would come back to life
If my mother had your charm, my father would come back to life
Your round, plump breasts stretch the fabric of your blouse
Your round, plump breasts stretch the fabric of your blouse
If my mother had your charm, my father would come back to life
If my mother had your charm, my father would come back to life
My father would come back to life
God didn't give you to me, I chose you for myself
God didn't give you to me, I chose you for myself
I carved your name into the handle of my pistol
I carved your name into the handle of my pistol
I used to be good, but when I saw you, I went wild
I used to be good, but when I saw you, I went wild
I carved your name into the handle of my pistol
I carved your name into the handle of my pistol
I carved your name
Your hands are soft as white bread dough, oh your hands
Your hands are soft as white bread dough, oh your hands
Did you crush almonds or pour honey, your words, oh your words
Did you crush almonds or pour honey, your words, oh your words
I can't be mended without you, my moods, oh my moods
I can't be mended without you, my moods, oh my moods
Did you crush almonds or pour honey, your words, oh your words
Did you crush almonds or pour honey, your words, oh your words
Your words, girl, your words