Paroles et traduction Sıla - Sabır

Sabır

Harfler çizdim kâğıtlara
Ucunu kestim cümlelerin
Fotoğraflar geveze, susun biraz
Susun da az biraz dinlenelim
Ya sabır diye bi' şey var
Hatırla, hatırla olanları
Bak nasıl ışıl ışıl yıldızlar
Tanrı'nın açık ışıkları
Yolcu yolunda, hancı yorgun
Tek tüfek ordusunu gömmedik
Evelallah daha biz ölmedik
Yolcu yolunda, hancı yorgun
Keder dinlensin içeride
Bi' kadeh de gidene, hayde
Beylik mermi o sözlerin
Saçıldı kan gibi kar beyaza
Güz demek hüznün kısaltması
Sonbahar de, fazla demlenelim
Ya sabır diye bi' şey var
Hatırla, hatırla olanları
Bak nasıl ışıl ışıl yıldızlar
Tanrı'nın açık ışıkları
Yolcu yolunda, hancı yorgun
Tek tüfek ordusunu gömmedik
Evelallah daha biz ölmedik
Yolcu yolunda hancı yorgun
Keder dinlensin içeride
Bi' kadeh de gidene, hayde
Yolcu yolunda, hancı yorgun
Tek tüfek ordusunu gömmedik
Evelallah daha biz ölmedik
Yolcu yolunda hancı yorgun
Keder dinlensin içeride
Bi' kadeh de gidene, hayde

Patience

I drew letters on papers
I cut off the ends of sentences
The photographs are talkative, shut up a little
Shut up so we can rest a little
There is such a thing as patience
Remember, remember what happened
Look how brightly the stars are shining
God's bright lights
The traveler is on his way, the innkeeper is tired
We haven't buried the one-man army yet
By God, we're not dead yet
The traveler is on his way, the innkeeper is tired
Let the sorrow rest inside
A toast to the departed, come on
Your words are like official bullets
They scattered like blood on pure white
Autumn is the abbreviation of sadness
Let's steep too much in autumn
There is such a thing as patience
Remember, remember what happened
Look how brightly the stars are shining
God's bright lights
The traveler is on his way, the innkeeper is tired
We haven't buried the one-man army yet
By God, we're not dead yet
The traveler is on his way, the innkeeper is tired
Let the sorrow rest inside
A toast to the departed, come on
The traveler is on his way, the innkeeper is tired
We haven't buried the one-man army yet
By God, we're not dead yet
The traveler is on his way, the innkeeper is tired
Let the sorrow rest inside
A toast to the departed, come on