Paroles et traduction Mirzə Babayev - Dur Qaçaq, Oğlum

Dur Qaçaq, Oğlum

Vah, bu imiş dərsi-üsuli-cədid?
Yox, yox, oğul, məktəbi-üsyandır bu
Molla deyil bundakı təlim edən
Əlhəzər et, bir yeni şeytandır bu

Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Elm adına bir quru böhtandır bu
Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Elm adına bir quru böhtandır bu

Gör, necə alt-üst eləyib şeyləri
Döndərib "a, b"-ə "əlif-bey"-ləri
Bidətə bax "ya" oxudur "ey"-ləri
Sanki hürufat ilə düşmandır bu

Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Kafirə bax, gör, nə bədimandır bu
Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Kafirə bax, gör, nə bədimandır bu

Diqqət edib baxsan əgər dərsinə
Hər sözü təlim eləyir tərsinə
Dəyməz о bir paslı dəmir ərsinə
Min də desə dürci-zərəfşandır bu

Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Elm adına bir quru böhtandır bu
Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Elm adına bir quru böhtandır bu

Bir də görürsən ki, olub heyvərə
Əlli uşaq banladı birdən-birə
Dərs deməsən, gülməli bir məsxərə
Molla demə, məsxərəcünbandır bu

Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Kafirə bax, gör, nə bədimandır bu
Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Kafirə bax, gör, nə bədimandır bu

Bundan əzəl böylə deyildi səyaq
Dərs oxudan mollada vardı ləyaq
Molla qoyardı başına şiş papaq
Öylə ki, bir fazili-dövrandır bu

Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Elm adına bir quru böhtandır bu
Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Elm adına bir quru böhtandır bu

İndi bütün iş dolanıb lağlağa
Dərs oxudur hər başı fəsli çağa
Etdiyi tədrisi ilan-qurbağa
Dərs deyil, hərzəvü hədyandır bu

Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Kafirə bax, gör, nə bədimandır bu
Dur qaçaq, oğlum, baş-ayaq qandır bu
Kafirə bax, gör, nə bədimandır bu

Run Away, My Son

Oh, is this the new method of teaching?
No, no, my son, this is a rebellious school.
It's not a mullah who teaches here,
Be careful, my dear, this is some new devilry.

Run away, my son, this is upside down.
In the name of knowledge, this is pure slander.
Run away, my son, this is upside down.
In the name of knowledge, this is pure slander.

See how it has turned things upside down,
Changed "alif-bey" to "a, b".
Look at this heresy, it reads "ya" as "ey",
As if it is an enemy of the alphabet.

Run away, my son, this is upside down.
Look at the infidel, my dear, see how wicked he is.
Run away, my son, this is upside down.
Look at the infidel, my dear, see how wicked he is.

If you pay attention to his lesson,
He teaches every word backwards.
It's not worth a rusty iron filing,
Even if he calls it a pearl of great price.

Run away, my son, this is upside down.
In the name of knowledge, this is pure slander.
Run away, my son, this is upside down.
In the name of knowledge, this is pure slander.

One moment, you see him become a fool,
Fifty children suddenly start mooing.
If you don't teach, it's a funny mockery,
Don't call him a mullah, he's a clown.

Run away, my son, this is upside down.
Look at the infidel, my dear, see how wicked he is.
Run away, my son, this is upside down.
Look at the infidel, my dear, see how wicked he is.

Before this, it wasn't like this,
The mullah who taught had dignity.
The mullah would put a big turban on his head,
Such that he was a virtuous and wise man.

Run away, my son, this is upside down.
In the name of knowledge, this is pure slander.
Run away, my son, this is upside down.
In the name of knowledge, this is pure slander.

Now everything has turned into mockery,
Every young child teaches.
Their teaching is like snakes and frogs,
It's not a lesson, it's nonsense and gibberish.

Run away, my son, this is upside down.
Look at the infidel, my dear, see how wicked he is.
Run away, my son, this is upside down.
Look at the infidel, my dear, see how wicked he is.