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Tı Buyi Helbestamın

Dîsa tu ketî bîra min
Axîn naçe ji dilê min
Nalîna tembûra min
Bûyî sitran li ser dilê min
Dîsa tu ketî bîra min
Axîn naçe ji dilê min
Nalîna tembûra min
Bûyî sitran li ser dilê min
Tu bûyî helbesta min
Tu bûyî sitrana min
Her dem ser zimanê min
Lê tu naçî ji bîra min
Tu bûyî helbesta min
Tu bûyî sitrana min
Her dem ser zimanê min
Lê tu naçî ji bîra min
Lêbelê dîsa dar xwe amade dikin ji payizê re
Ew ê ba were, pelê wan biweşîne û here
Tu tune yî, ev welat edî ne welatê berê ye
Tarîbûn, ewran di nava xwe de parçe dike
Lêbelê girî ne ew e ku mirov stêrkan birijîne
Carna devê mirov dikene jî hindirê mirov dişewite, dilê mirov digirî
Lê min dîsa çavê xwe li te gerand mîna her caran
Lê tu dîsa tune yî
Jîyan bûye wekî zindanê
Zindan kur e, ez têde mame
Nexweşî nav nivîna min
Ev halê min ne ti hal e
Jîyan bûye wekî zindanê
Zindan kur e, ez têde mame
Nexweşî nav nivîna min
Ev halê min ne ti hal e
Tu bûyî helbesta min
Tu bûyî sitrana min
Her dem ser zimanê min
Lê tu naçî ji bîra min
Tu bûyî helbesta min
Tu bûyî sitrana min
Her dem ser zimanê min
Lê tu naçî ji bîra min

My Poem

Again you came to my mind
Tears do not stop from my heart
The cry of my tanbur
Has become a star on my heart
Again you came to my mind
Tears do not stop from my heart
The cry of my tanbur
Has become a star on my heart
You became my poem
You became my song
Always on my tongue
But you did not go out of my mind
You became my poem
You became my song
Always on my tongue
But you did not go out of my mind
Yet again trees prepare themselves for the fall
It will come, picking their leaves and go
You are not here, this country is not the same anymore
Darkness, tearing itself apart
But crying is not to wish on stars
Sometimes hand is stretched out, and the ground gives in, the heart freezes
But I again turned my eyes to you like always
But again you are not here
Life has become a prison
The prison is narrow, I have been left behind
Sickness is in my writing
This state of mine is not a state at all
Life has become a prison
The prison is narrow, I have been left behind
Sickness is in my writing
This state of mine is not a state at all
You became my poem
You became my song
Always on my tongue
But you did not go out of my mind
You became my poem
You became my song
Always on my tongue
But you did not go out of my mind