Текст и перевод песни Sivan Perwer - Bilbile Dilşadî

Bilbile Dilşadî

BILBILÊ DILŞADÎ

Ey bilbilê dilşadî hela, wer bike fîxan
Derdê me girane ey bira, birîna me kûr e

Gorî te bitin cerg û dil û mêlak ê hem can
Dengê te ye xweştir, ji ney û nay û bilûrê

Sê hawe te deng, yek ji sira bayê siba ye
Hawayê dî ji dengê xuşîna dehl û reza ye

Hawê sisîya ji bihna şemamok û gula ye
Lewra ku li dinyê tu bi nav û tu meşûr e

Karwanê me va bi rê ketî, lê şevreş û tarî
Serma ye terez kulyên di berfê her dibarî

Bahoz e çelapek têne me, ji her çar kenarî
Warê me welat e ey heval, rêça me dûr e

Çar hawîr me diz û keleş in, têk dane dijmin
Me ji hev radiqetînin bir bi bir, heyf û mixa bin

Qet çarew umîda me nema ye bilbilê min
Meydan e ji bo hirç û çeqel, gur zûre zûr e

Meydane ji bo hirç û çeqel, rovî û keftar
Gorî te bim bilbil, ji serê darê tu wer xwar

Da pêk ve mijûl bim, bi xwe çend rojên di dijwar
Îro li me ferman e, li ser gerdenê şûr e

Destê tewqeyê îro ku em herdu bidin hev
Çend sal û zemanên di xerab jîn em di gel hev

Dinya bi xwe dewran e, bizan geh roj e, geh şev
Geh tarî û dûman e û geh rewşen û nûr e

Dîna xwe bide nik bayê barîn ey birader
Sitêra sibê îro ji şerqê li me da der

Rewşen kirî Kurdistan, bi carek wê seraser
Nîşana sibê ye, fereca xêrê ne dûr e

Piştê wê sitêrê bi xwe berbanga sibê ye
Wê roj hilê rohnî têkeve şûna şevê ye

Karwanê me wê bighêje war û meqsedê ye
Çerxa felekê herdem bi fetl û ger û dewr e

Çexa felekê herdem bi fetl û ger û dewran
Hêvî û hawara me di Yezdanê dilovan

Umîd me herdem bi xwe serdarê li Berzan
Wek Tîrêj dibêje: jîn divê kotek û zor e.

Nightingale of Happiness

O NIGHTINGALE OF HAPPINESS COME AND STAY AWHILE

O Nightingale of happiness, come and stay awhile,
Our pain is heavy my brother, our wound is deep.

Seeing you, my heart, soul, and all my being come alive.
Your voice is sweeter than the flute, the reed, and the crystal.

Your song has three harmonies, one from the morning breeze.
The second from the sweet sound of the tambourine and the drum.

The third harmony is from the scent of jasmine and roses.
Because in the world you are renowned and famous.

Our caravan has set off on its journey, but it is dark and gloomy.
The cold is freezing, the mules are struggling in the snow.

Storms are attacking us from all sides.
Our destination is our homeland, our path is long.

Our four enemies are hatred and treachery, they have crushed us.
We are being separated from each other one by one, what a pity and shame.

There is no more hope or expectation left, my nightingale.
The field is for the wicked and the cruel, the battle is fierce.

The field is for the wicked and the cruel, the jackals and the hyenas.
Stay with me, nightingale, come down from your branch.

So that we can stay together in peace, even if for a few difficult days.
Today, we are destined to be executed, the sword is on our necks.

Let us hold each other's hands for the last time.
We have spent so many years and times together in this harsh life.

The world is a cycle, know that sometimes it is day, sometimes night.
Sometimes it is dark and smoky, and sometimes it is bright and light.

Let your faith ride the winds of change, my brother.
The morning star has risen from the east for us today.

It has illuminated Kurdistan, it will soon illuminate everywhere.
It is the sign of dawn, the good news is not far away.

After this star, the call of dawn will surely come.
That day, when the light will replace the darkness.

Our caravan will reach its destination and goal.
The wheel of fate always turns with tricks and twists.

Why does the wheel of fate always turn with tricks and twists?
Our hope and our prayer is in God, the beloved.

Our hope is always with the leader in Barzan.
As Tiresh says: life must be lived with strength and courage.