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Xanimê Osmanîya

Keçê dînê ava Diyarbekir rabûye
Him û guma wê ye
Li ser serê min û te zalima qe rê nedaye
Qurban heta sala çûnê
Taximê bax û boxazê memkê te ye
Gul û mirwarî xweşikê min bû
Wê lê lê îro çend roje nizam kê konê xwe li ser dadaye
Ax de were lê lê
Ez aşiqê bejn û bala te me
Ax ji min ra bêje lê lê
Hay hay hay hay

Xanimê dev piçûkê
Wey xanimê dev piçûkê
Destê xwe bide destê mina
Herin xopana Dêrikê
Bavên eskerê gumrikê
Çû Midyadê gilî bike
Berê xwe da cem hakim
Bi ramûsankê razî dike
Xwe ji Rûto berdide
Li ser Xidirko qeyd dike
Derdê dila xanimê hay hay hay hay

Keçê dînê çiya li ser çiya dikir gazî
Qurban ji eşqa dilê min û te ra
Daran pelê xwe weşandin
Mane rût û tazî

Keçê te goştê laşê min helandî
Tu ji hestîkê min çi dixwazî
Ax lê de were lê lê
Wez meraqliyê te me lê lê
Wez aşiqê bejn û bala te me ax
Ji min re bêje lê lê hay hay hay...

Xanima Osmanliya
Wey xanima Osmanliya
Qirik dirêj, çar tilî ya
Dostê Xidirkê Omeriya
Ketim dilê min êşiya
Kabikê min l'rê heliya
Reha navê min qetiya
Derdê dilan xanimê

Osmaniya Lady

You are a girl of the Diyarbekir faith
Your joy and sorrow
Are on my mind and you, you cruel one
I sacrifice myself until the year I am laid to rest
My eyes and chest are yours
You are my beautiful rose and pearl
And today, for some days now, you have turned your system against me
Oh come on
I am a lover of your gaze and your attention
Oh tell me
Hay hay hay hay

Lady with small hands
Oh lady with small hands
Give your hand to mine
Let's go to the Mardin square dance
The fathers of the soldiers from the customs
Went to Midyat to complain
They made their plea to the judge
He reconciled them with a bribe
He sells himself to Rûto
He writes a deed on Xidirko
My lady, the pain of my heart hay hay hay hay

Girl, you were fighting on the mountain
You sacrificed yourself for the love of my heart and yours
The trees have shed their leaves
There is no more fruit or freshness

Girl, you made my body thin
What do you want from my bones?
Oh come on
Your passion for me come on
I am a lover of your gaze and your attention
Tell me hay hay hay...

Osmaniya lady
Oh Osmaniya lady
Long and slender, with four braids
The friend of Xidirko of Omeriya
You have stirred my heart
My shell has floated away
My nickname is completely forgotten
My lady, the pain of my heart