Текст и перевод песни Dursun Ali Erzincanlı - Canım Benim

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Efendim
Hiç solmasaydı
Güneşe ışık salan yüzün
Ve gül kokulu o yüzünde
Karar kılmasaydı hüzün

Efendim
önce annemden öğrendim adını
Annemden öğrendim
Annesiz kaldığını
Önce o gösterdi
Parmağınla ikiye bölünen ayı
Önce ondan öğrendim
Adını duyunca ağlamayı

Ondan öğrendim
Halime′nin yurdunda
Misafiri olduğun evin bahçesinde
Ellerini çırparak koşarmışsın
Uçarmış kuşlar
Bilmem ki
O bahçe hala seni beklermi

Efendim
O gün seninle oynayan
Kuşlarmıydı melekler mi
Neccaroğullarının yurdunda
Adiyy bin Neccar'ın havuzunda yüzmeyi öğrenmişsin
Ondan öğrendim
Gölgesi olmayan tek çocuk senmişsin

Annemin kalbinde ki şefkattesin
Şefkati inzaleden rahmettesin
Annemin kalbinde ki şefkattesin
Şefkati inzaleden rahmettesin

Uğruna can verdiğim vuslattasın
Candasın canandasın
Canım benim
Uğruna can verdiğim vuslattasın
Candasın canandasın
Canım benim

Efendim
Annemden dinledim
Sınırsız şefkatini
Ordunla birlikte çölde yürürken
Yavrularını emziren bir köpek görmüşsün
O ürkmesin diye başına bir nöbetçi dikmiş
Ordunun yönünü değiştirmişsin

Annemden dinledim efendim
Medine-i münevvere de bir bahçeye girmişsin
Deve seni görünce
Yavaş ve ürkek yanına sokulmuş
Sanki kulağına bir şey söyler gibi durmuş
Sahibini sormuşsun
Sonra buyurmuşsun
Deve bana sahibini şikayet ediyor
Hem az yiyecek veriyor
Hemde çok çalıştırıyormuş

Efendim
Hiç solmasaydı güneşe ışık salan yüzün
Ve gül kokulu o yüzünde
Karar kılmasaydı hüzün

Annemin kalbinde ki şefkattesin
Şefkati inzaleden rahmettesin
Annemin kalbinde ki şefkattesin
Şefkati inzaleden rahmettesin

Uğruna can verdiğim vuslattasın
Candasın canandasın
Canım benim
Uğruna can verdiğim vuslattasın
Candasın canandasın
Canım benim

My Dear

My Master,
If only your face, that illuminates the sun,
Had never faded,
And on that rose-scented face of yours,
Sorrow had never found its home.

My Master,
I first learned your name from my mother,
From my mother I learned,
That you were left without a mother.
She was the first to show me,
The moon split in two by your finger,
From her I first learned,
To cry upon hearing your name.

From her I learned,
In the land of Halima,
In the garden of the house where you were a guest,
You would run, clapping your hands,
And the birds would take flight.
I wonder,
Does that garden still wait for you?

My Master,
Those who played with you that day,
Were they birds or angels?
In the land of the Neccar clan,
You learned to swim in the pool of Adiyy bin Neccar.
From her I learned,
That you were the only child without a shadow.

You reside in the compassion of my mother's heart,
You are the mercy that bestows compassion.
You reside in the compassion of my mother's heart,
You are the mercy that bestows compassion.

You are in the reunion for which I would give my life,
You are my soul, my very essence,
My dear.
You are in the reunion for which I would give my life,
You are my soul, my very essence,
My dear.

My Master,
I heard from my mother,
Of your boundless compassion.
While walking in the desert with your army,
You saw a dog nursing her puppies,
You appointed a guard to ensure she wouldn't be frightened,
And changed the course of the army.

I heard from my mother, My Master,
That you entered a garden in Medina-i Münevvere,
A camel, upon seeing you,
Approached you slowly and timidly,
As if whispering something in your ear.
You inquired about its owner,
Then you declared,
This camel complains about its owner,
He gives it little food,
And makes it work too hard.

My Master,
If only your face, that illuminates the sun, had never faded,
And on that rose-scented face of yours,
Sorrow had never found its home.

You reside in the compassion of my mother's heart,
You are the mercy that bestows compassion.
You reside in the compassion of my mother's heart,
You are the mercy that bestows compassion.

You are in the reunion for which I would give my life,
You are my soul, my very essence,
My dear.
You are in the reunion for which I would give my life,
You are my soul, my very essence,
My dear.