Текст и перевод песни Fatih Kısaparmak - Yemen Potporisi

Yemen Potporisi

Havada bulut yok, bu ne dumandır
Mahlede ölen yok, bu ne figandır
Şu Yemen elleri ne de yamandır

Ano Yemendir Gülü çemendir
Giden gelmiyor Acep nedendir
Burası Muş'tur Yolu yokuştur
Giden gelmiyor Acep ne iştir

Kışlanın önünde redif sesi var
Bakın çantasında acep nesi var
Bir çift kundurayla bir de fesi var

Ano Yemendir Gülü çemendir
Giden gelmiyor Acep nedendir
Burası Muş'tur Yolu yokuştur
Giden gelmiyor Acep ne iştir

Mızıka çalınır düğün mü sandın
Al yeşil bayrağı gelin mi sandın
Yemen'e gideni gelir mi sandın
Dön gel ağam dön gel dayanamiram
Uyku gaflet basmış uyanamiram
Ağam öldüğüne inanamiram.

Yemen Potpourri

There is no cloud in the sky, what is this smoke
There is no death in the neighborhood, what is this cry
These Yemeni lands are so cruel

Ah, Yemen is a rose, a meadow
Those who go, they don't come back. I wonder why
This is Mush, its path is steep
Those who go, they don't come back. I wonder what is wrong

In front of the barracks, there is the sound of recruits
Look in their bags, I wonder what is inside
A pair of shoes and a fez

Ah, Yemen is a rose, a meadow
Those who go, they don't come back. I wonder why
This is Mush, its path is steep
Those who go, they don't come back. I wonder what is wrong

They play music, did you think it was a wedding
Did you think the red and green flag was a bride
Did you think those who go to Yemen will come back
Come back my dear, come back, I can't bear it
I'm overcome with sleep and heedlessness, I can't wake up
My dear, I can't believe you're dead.