Текст и перевод песни Mehmet Emin Ay - Gönül Nur-i Cemalinden

Gönül Nur-i Cemalinden

Gönül nur-ı cemalinden habibim bir ziya ister
Gözüm hak-i rehinden ey tabibim tutiya ister

Safa-yı sineme zulmet veren jeng-i günahımdır
Aman ey kan-ı ihsan zulmet-i kalbim cila ister

Yetiş imdada ey Şah-ı risalet ruz-ı mahşerde
Ki derd-i bi-devayı ma'siyet senden şifa ister

Ne ab-ı dideden rahat ne ah-ı sineden imdad
Benim bar-ı günahım lutf-ı şah-ı enbiya ister

Sarıldım damen-i ihsanına ey Şafi-i ümmet
Dahilek ya Muhammed hasta canım bir şifa ister

Gül-i ruhsarına meftun olanlar şüphesiz sensiz
Ne mülk-ü mal-ü can ister ne de zevk-u safa ister

Tecella-ı cemalinden Habibim nevbahar ateş
Gül ateş, bülbül ateş, sümbül ateş, Hak-ü har ateş

Şu ayı afitabındır yakan bilcümle uşşakı
Dil ateş, sine ateş, hem düçeşmi eşkbar ateş

Hayal-i şem-il ulvinle acep mi ansa can-u dir
Nigar-ım gel de gör, kalbimde ateş, ah-u zar ateş

Ne mümkin bunca ateşle şehid-i aşkı gasletmek
Cesed ateş, kefen ateş, hem ab-u hoşgüvar ateş

Ben el çektim safa-ı hatıram canımdan
Safa ateş, cefa ateş, firar ateş, karar ateş

Ne yapsam bu dil-i mahzunu mesrur eylemen Şah'ım
Gam ateş, gamküsar ateş, temenna-ı mesar ateş

Ümid-i afiyet besler mi Es'ad yardan haşa
Saçar oldukça gözden olnigar gülizar ateş

N'ola bir kerre şad olsan cemal-i ba-kemalinle
Ki kemter bendeniz Es'ad sana olmak feda ister

Sana olmak feda ister, sana olmak feda ister

My heart desires a light from the beauty of your face

My heart desires a light from the beauty of your face, my beloved
My eyes, the pledge of truth, desire eye drops from you, oh my healer

The grief of my sins has darkened the purity of my heart
Oh, blood of kindness, my heart's darkness needs polishing

Come to my aid, oh King of the prophets, on the Day of Judgment
For my incurable pain of sin seeks healing from you

No comfort from my tears, no help from my sighs
The burden of my sins calls for the favor of the king of prophets

I cling to the hem of your grace, oh Healer of the people
Oh Muhammad, my sick soul seeks a cure

Those captivated by your rosy cheeks, without a doubt, desire neither
Wealth, possessions, or life, nor do they desire worldly pleasures

My beloved, the manifestation of your beauty is a fire in the spring
The rose is on fire, the nightingale is on fire, the hyacinth is on fire, God and the fire is on fire

This month of the sun burns all lovers
The heart is on fire, the chest is on fire, the tears are on fire

Is it any wonder that with the thought of your exalted candle, my soul and life are consumed?
My love, come and see, my heart is on fire, my sighs and cries are on fire

It is impossible to wash the body of a martyr of love with so much fire
The body is on fire, the shroud is on fire, the water and perfume are on fire

I have given up the purity of my thoughts, my soul
Purity is on fire, suffering is on fire, running is on fire, staying is on fire

What can I do to make this sad heart happy, my King?
Grief is on fire, grief is on fire, the desire for the grave is on fire

Can wretched As'ad cherish hope for recovery from God, no
As my beloved sheds tears like a rose garden

Why don't you rejoice once with your perfect beauty
That your humble servant As'ad may sacrifice himself for you

He wants to sacrifice himself for you, he wants to sacrifice himself for you