Текст и перевод песни Kurtuluş - Hor Görme Garibi

Hor Görme Garibi

Nerde boynu bükük bir garip görsen
Hor görme kim bilir ne derdi vardır
Nerde boynu bükük bir garip görsen
Hor görme kim bilir ne derdi vardır

O garip hâlinde ne sırlar gizli
Onu bu hâllere bir koyan vardır
O garip hâlinde ne sırlar gizli
Onu bu hâllere bir koyan vardır
Belki benim gibi sevdiği vardır

Ümitsiz bir aşkın esiri oldum
Aradığım hatayı kendimde buldum
Ne söylesem gönül dinlemez
Deli gibi seven yine ben oldum
Ne söylesem gönül dinlemez
Deli gibi seven yine ben oldum
Delice seven yine ben oldum

Nice ümit dolu hayat yolunda
Yolunu kaybeden garip ne yapsın?
Nice ümit dolu hayat yolunda
Yolunu kaybeden garip ne yapsın?

Her şey Hak'tan amma zulmetmek kuldan
Gönül bir zalimi sevdi ne yapsın
Her şey Hak'tan amma zulmetmek kuldan
Gönül bir zalimi sevdi ne yapsın
Gönül bir zalimi sevdi ne yapsın

Madem yaşamaya geldik dünyaya
Benim de her şeyde bir hakkım vardır
Sevmiyorsan hor görme bari
Benim de senin gibi Allah'ım vardır
Sevmiyorsan hor görme bari
Benim de senin gibi Allah'ım vardır

Benim de senin gibi Allah'ım vardır
Benim de senin gibi Allah'ım vardır
Benim de senin gibi Allah'ım vardır
Benim de senin gibi Allah'ım vardır

Don't Look Down on the Poor

Wherever you see a poor soul with head bowed low,
Don't scorn them, who knows what sorrow they know.
Wherever you see a poor soul with head bowed low,
Don't scorn them, who knows what sorrow they know.

In their wretched state, what secrets reside,
Someone put them in this plight, someone decided.
In their wretched state, what secrets reside,
Someone put them in this plight, someone decided.
Perhaps, like me, they have someone they hold dear.

I've become a prisoner of a hopeless love,
I found the fault I was searching for, within myself.
Whatever I say, my heart won't listen,
The one who loves madly is me again.
Whatever I say, my heart won't listen,
The one who loves madly is me again.
Madly in love, it's me again.

On the path of life, so full of hope,
What can a lost, poor soul do, without a scope?
On the path of life, so full of hope,
What can a lost, poor soul do, without a scope?

Everything is from God, but cruelty is from man,
My heart loved a cruel one, what can I do then?
Everything is from God, but cruelty is from man,
My heart loved a cruel one, what can I do then?
My heart loved a cruel one, what can I do then?

Since we've come to this world to live,
I too have a right to everything, I believe.
If you don't love me, at least don't scorn,
I too, like you, have my God, since the day I was born.
If you don't love me, at least don't scorn,
I too, like you, have my God, since the day I was born.

I too, like you, have my God, since the day I was born.
I too, like you, have my God, since the day I was born.
I too, like you, have my God, since the day I was born.
I too, like you, have my God, since the day I was born.