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Tarlam Sana Üç Yüz Fidan

Tarlam sana 300 fidan aşlasam
Tarla coşar, fidan coşar, el coşar

Tarlam sana 300 fidan aşlasam
Tarla coşar, fidan coşar, el coşar
Gücüm yetse, hemen işe başlasam

Kazma coşar, kürek coşar, bel coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman, el aman
Kazma coşar, kürek coşar, bel coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman

Muhitime örnek olmak maksadım
Sevinir evladım, söylenir adım
Hız ile yürürdüm, olsa kanadım

Yolcu coşar, ayak coşar, yol coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman, el aman
Yolcu coşar, ayak coşar, yol coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman

Çalışırsan, toprak verir, cömerttir
Emeksiz istemek dermansız derttir
Çalışmak insana büyük servettir

Gönül coşar, kese coşar, el coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman, el aman
Gönül coşar, kese coşar, el coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman

Yılda bir kez çiçek açan ağaçlar
Hayatta insana ömür bağışlar
Her taraftan civildeşir o kuşlar

Seher coşar, bülbül coşar, gül coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman, el aman
Seher coşar, bülbül coşar, gül coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman

Güzelim zülüfü küpeyi saklar
Ağacın yaprağı, meyveyi koklar
Mehtap ile birleşince yapraklar

Gölge coşar, fidan coşar, el coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman, el aman
Gölge coşar, mehtap coşar, dal coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman

Yel değdikçe sor ki, dallar ne çeker
Durmaz iniler, ırgalanır, hu çeker
Demişler ki, bu dertleri bu çeker

Veysel ağlar, saz iniler, tel coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman, el aman
Veysel ağlar, saz iniler, tel coşar
El aman, el aman, el aman

I Will Graft 300 Saplings for You, My Field

My field, if I grafted 300 saplings for you
The field would thrive, the saplings would flourish, and everyone would rejoice

My field, if I grafted 300 saplings for you
The field would thrive, the saplings would flourish, and everyone would rejoice
If I had the strength, I would start working right away

The pickaxe would thrive, the shovel would flourish, and my back would be strong
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
The pickaxe would thrive, the shovel would flourish, and my back would be strong
Oh my, oh my, oh my

My aim is to set an example for those around me
My children would be happy and my name would be remembered
If I had wings, I would fly with great speed

The traveler would thrive, his feet would flourish, and the road would be joyous
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
The traveler would thrive, his feet would flourish, and the road would be joyous
Oh my, oh my, oh my

If you labor, the soil will yield generously
To ask without working is to suffer without a remedy
Labor is a great wealth to man

The heart would thrive, the purse would flourish, and everyone would rejoice
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
The heart would thrive, the purse would flourish, and everyone would rejoice
Oh my, oh my, oh my

The trees that flower only once a year
Grant life to man in this life
From every side, those birds tweet

The dawn would thrive, the nightingale would flourish, and the rose would bloom
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
The dawn would thrive, the nightingale would flourish, and the rose would bloom
Oh my, oh my, oh my

Your beautiful locks hide your earrings
The leaves of the tree smell the fruit
When the moonlight meets the leaves

The shade would thrive, the sapling would flourish, and everyone would rejoice
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
The shade would thrive, the moonlight would flourish, and the branch would bloom
Oh my, oh my, oh my

When the wind blows, ask what the branches endure
They never stop moaning, sighing, and groaning
They say that this pain is what they bear

Veysel weeps, the saz moans, and the strings flourish
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
Veysel weeps, the saz moans, and the strings flourish
Oh my, oh my, oh my