Текст и перевод песни Niran Ünsal - Dertli Yoldaş

Dertli Yoldaş

Ey garip gönüllüm, dertli yoldaşım
Neden belli değil baharın kışın
Ey garip gönüllüm, dertli yoldaşım
Neden belli değil baharın kışın

Var mıdır sormazlar ekmeğin aşın
Var mıdır sormazlar ekmeğin aşın
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukura isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa
Fakir isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa

Kim onun halini sormuş demezler
Cahilin gözünde hormuş demezler
Fakirlere kim iş vermiş demezler
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukura isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa
Fakir isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa

Garibim engin ol, uyma cahile
Şeytanın kazancı nafile hile
Garibim engin ol, uyma cahile
Şeytanın kazancı nafile hile

Sana ad takarlar, üzülme bile
Sana ad takarlar, üzülme bile
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukura isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa
Fakir isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa

Boş durmak gübahtır, çalışmak sevap
Çalış ne duruyon sende bir şey yap
Çoğalır yoldaşın gör nice ahbap
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukura isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa
Fakir isen abdal derler ya çingen haşa

Fellow Mourner

Oh my strange-hearted one, my fellow mourner,
Why is it that the difference between spring and winter is unclear?
Oh my strange-hearted one, my fellow mourner,
Why is it that the difference between spring and winter is unclear?

Nobody asks if you have bread or sustenance;
Nobody asks if you have bread or sustenance;
If you're rich, they call you sir or your excellency;
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.

Nobody asks about their well-being;
In the eyes of the ignorant, you're cursed;
Nobody asks who gave the poor a job;
If you're rich, they call you sir or your excellency;
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.

Oh my fellow mourner, be vast, don't listen to the ignorant;
The Devil's tricks are futile and vain.
Oh my fellow mourner, be vast, don't listen to the ignorant;
The Devil's tricks are futile and vain.

They insult you, but don't be sad;
They insult you, but don't be sad;
If you're rich, they call you sir or your excellency;
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.

It is sinful to be idle; it is noble to work.
Work, don't just stand there; do something.
Your company will grow, and you'll have more friends.
If you're rich, they call you sir or your excellency;
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.
If you're poor, they call you a fool or, God forbid, a gypsy.