Paroles et traduction Diyar - Bilbilo

Bilbilo

Bilbil ser şaxê çi xweş dixwîne
Rist û helbesta ser diweşîne
Bilbil ser şaxê çi xweş dixwîne
Rist û helbesta ser diweşîne

Dilê vî bilbil kul û birîn e
Dilê vî bilbil kul û birîn e
Wek' min hejarek kezeb bi xwîn e
Wek' min hejarek kezeb bi xwîn e

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Helbesta bilbil çi xweş ji dil tê
Axîn û nalîn ji cîgeran tê
Helbesta bilbil çi xweş ji dil tê
Axîn û nalîn ji cîgeran tê

Ew jî wekî min li zora wî tê
Ew jî wekî min li zora wî tê
Hêlîn xerab bû, xwîn ji bazikan tê
Hêlîn xerab bû, xwîn ji bazikan tê

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Wek' min xwînî ye, koçer û jar e
Li ber xerab bû hêlîn û war e
Wek' min xwînî ye, koçer û jar e
Li ber xerab bû hêlîn û war e

Pepûk maye ew bê rê û çare
Pepûk maye ew bê rê û çare
Şûna lîsê wî mexel bû mar e
Şûna lîsê wî mexel bû mar e

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Bilbilo lo, koçero bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, xerîbo bilbilo
Bilbilo lo, mehkûmo bilbilo

Nightingale

The nightingale on the branch, how sweetly it sings
It enchants the forest with its beautiful songs
The nightingale on the branch, how sweetly it sings
It enchants the forest with its beautiful songs

The heart of this nightingale is sorrowful and wounded
The heart of this nightingale is sorrowful and wounded
Like mine, a broken heart filled with pain
Like mine, a broken heart filled with pain

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner

The nightingale's song, how sweetly it flows from its heart
Its cries and wails come from the depths of its soul
The nightingale's song, how sweetly it flows from its heart
Its cries and wails come from the depths of its soul

It too, like me, is suffering
It too, like me, is suffering
Its hopes have been shattered, its body is bleeding
Its hopes have been shattered, its body is bleeding

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner

Like me, it is wounded, a wanderer and a stranger
Its hopes have been destroyed, its home is gone
Like me, it is wounded, a wanderer and a stranger
Its hopes have been destroyed, its home is gone

Its nest is gone, it has no place to go
Its nest is gone, it has no place to go
Instead of shelter, it finds danger
Instead of shelter, it finds danger

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner

Oh nightingale, my little wanderer
Oh nightingale, my little stranger
Oh nightingale, my little prisoner