Paroles et traduction İbrahim Tatlıses - Anam

Anam

Ağlarsa anam ağlar ardımdan
Göklerden ağıt yağar yağmurla
Ağlarsa anam ağlar ardımdan
Göklerden ağıt yağar yağmurla

Dost yüzlü yalancılar kapımda
Yalnızlık çırılçıplak koynumda
Dost yüzlü yalancılar kapımda
Yalnızlık çırılçıplak koynumda

Gül çiçek kokan yanakları
Ninniyle umut veren dudakları
Hiçbir şeyde yok ana sıcaklığı

Anam anam anam, garip anam
Sen yoksun yanımda
Kime dert yanayım
Dünya yaman eller yaman

Anam anam, garip anam anam
Sen yoksun yanımda
Kime dert yanayım
Eller yaman

Ağlarsa anam ağlar ardımdan
Göklerde ağıt yağar yağmurla
Ağlarsa anam ağlar ardımdan
Göklerde ağıt yağar yağmurla

Dost yüzlü yalancılar kapımda
Yalnızlık çırılçıplak koynumda
Dost yüzlü yalancılar kapımda
Yalnızlık çırılçıplak koynumda

Gül çiçek kokan yanakları
Ninniyle umut veren dudakları
Hiçbir şeyde yok ana sıcaklığı

Anam anam, garip anam
Sen yoksun yanımda
Kime dert yanayım
Dünya yaman eller yaman

Anam anam, garip anam
Sen yoksun yanımda
Kime dert yanayım
Eller yaman

Anam anam, garip anam
Sen yoksun yanımda

My Mother

If my mother cries, she cries for me
A lament falls from the sky, with the rain
If my mother cries, she cries for me
A lament falls from the sky, with the rain

False friends, with friendly faces, at my door
Loneliness, naked, in my heart
False friends, with friendly faces, at my door
Loneliness, naked, in my heart

Rose-scented cheeks
Lips that bring hope with lullabies
There's no warmth like a mother's warmth anywhere

Mother, mother, mother, my poor mother
You are not with me
To whom can I pour my heart out?
The world is harsh, people are harsh

Mother, mother, my poor mother, mother
You are not with me
To whom can I pour my heart out?
People are harsh

If my mother cries, she cries for me
A lament falls from the sky, with the rain
If my mother cries, she cries for me
A lament falls from the sky, with the rain

False friends, with friendly faces, at my door
Loneliness, naked, in my heart
False friends, with friendly faces, at my door
Loneliness, naked, in my heart

Rose-scented cheeks
Lips that bring hope with lullabies
There's no warmth like a mother's warmth anywhere

Mother, mother, my poor mother
You are not with me
To whom can I pour my heart out?
The world is harsh, people are harsh

Mother, mother, my poor mother
You are not with me
To whom can I pour my heart out?
People are harsh

Mother, mother, my poor mother
You are not with me