Текст и перевод песни Barış Manço - Bal Sultan

Bal Sultan

Daha onaltı yaşına basmamıştı Bal Sultan
Bakmaya kıyamazdım, öyle güzeldi, Bal Sultan
Bir sabah dediler ki, gelin oldu gitti gurbete, Bal sultan
Yüreğime düştü ateş, inanmak zordu, Bal Sultan
Her damla yağmurda sen varsın, Bal sultan
Her tüten dumanda yine sen, Bal Sultan
Aşk ateşiyle yanmayan nasıl ocak yaksın ki
Çocukluk nedir bilmeyen nasıl çocuk baksın ki
Duydum ki dalından kopmuş, gül gibi solmuş gurbette, Bal Sultan
Altın kafesteki bülbül gibi susmuş, Bal Sultan
Her damla yağmurda sen varsın, Bal Sultan
Her tüten dumanda yine sen, Bal Sultan
Bir akşam karanlığında çıkıp gitmiş, Bal Sultan
Gün batısında yıldızlarla buluşmuş, Bal Sultan
O gün bu gündür tatlı bir rüzgar eser gurbetten, Bal Sultan
Ve karanlık gecelerde ışıldar tüm yıldızlar
Her damla yağmurda sen varsın, Bal sultan
Her tüten dumanda yine sen, Bal Sultan
Her damla yağmurda sen varsın, Bal sultan
Her tüten dumanda yine sen, Bal Sultan

Bal Sultan

Bal Sultan was only sixteen
I couldn't help but gaze at her, she was so beautiful, Bal Sultan
One morning they said, she is married and gone to a foreign land, Bal Sultan
My heart was filled with fire, it was hard to believe, Bal Sultan
In every drop of rain, there you are, Bal Sultan
In every rising smoke, there you are again, Bal Sultan
How can a hearth burn without the fire of love?
How can one who doesn't know childhood raise a child?
I heard that she withered away like a rose plucked from its stem in a foreign land, Bal Sultan
Silenced like a nightingale in a golden cage, Bal Sultan
In every drop of rain, there you are, Bal Sultan
In every rising smoke, there you are again, Bal Sultan
One evening, she left in the darkness, Bal Sultan
At sunset, she met with the stars, Bal Sultan
From that day on, a sweet wind blows from the foreign land, Bal Sultan
And on dark nights, all the stars shine
In every drop of rain, there you are, Bal Sultan
In every rising smoke, there you are again, Bal Sultan
In every drop of rain, there you are, Bal Sultan
In every rising smoke, there you are again, Bal Sultan