Paroles et traduction Sivan Perwer - Karker, cotkar, rênçber û şivan tev bibin yek

Karker, cotkar, rênçber û şivan tev bibin yek

Kela kela germa havînê
Tene bi gelaş û limin bi strîn e
Ro dijware pir bi tîne

Erd qelişî şax şax dane
Xwîdan hat xwar dilopanî
Av çirabe em tî mane
De em barkin herin zû axê

Tene hur bû hat bar kirin
şane şîyand şeqil kirin
Deyndaran deyn û dû rakirin
Efare ma ji min û te ra
Tu ûrt reş ma lé bu guman
Cotkarê min ka keda salan
Zarok tazî man bircî man
Deyn gerek bu, kesî neda
Mal barkir û berda berîya
Sondek xwe xwar venegerya
Ger tu here serê derya
Tu tum karkerê barê giranbi
Lê daxwazî çîye

Ger sed salan tu şivan be
Ger sed salan tu gavan be
Heftê salan tu cotkar be
Tu tim birçî û li ber derîyan be

Le tu bira şivano
Cîye te goma miyano
Ger tu jî sed salan şivan bi
Tu carna têrbe, geh bê nan be
Le hun kesen liber deriyê axa
Hun xulamin ji bo axa
Lew ji we re dibejin tirşikçî
Peyên teşt ü tebaxa

Working hands, eagle, farmer and lamenter come and be one

The warmth of summer has come
But the body is dressed in thorns and iron
The sun is shining fiercely

The earth is begging for mercy, let us spread wheat
Hunger has come, the heart is pained
Water is needed, we have stayed hungry
Let us rise and go to the barn

The threshing floor is ready, let us thresh
Let the tambourine play and make noise
The creditors have come and demanded their due
What is left for you and me?
You are jealous, I am suspicious
My farmer, when will the years end
Children cry, they have become hungry
I need a debt, no one gives
The barn is filled and taken to the stable
The owner did not come back
Even if you go to the end of the sea
You are the only worker who carries the heavy load
But what do you want?

If you are a shepherd for a hundred years
If you are a singer for a hundred years
If you are a farmer for seven years
You are all hungry and in front of people's doors

You are my lamenting brother
Your place is in the middle of the crowd
Even if you are a lamenter for a hundred years
You will always be hungry and sometimes without bread
Now everyone is begging at the door
Now they are slaves for begging
That's why they call you a rebel
You are the end of the road and the beginning