Текст и перевод песни Volkan Konak - Dertli Yoldaş

Dertli Yoldaş

E garip gönüllüm dertli yoldaşım
Neden belli değil baharın kışın
E garip gönüllüm dertli yoldaşım
Neden belli değil baharın kışın
Var mıdır sormazlar ekmeğin aşın
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukaraysan ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Kim onun halini sormuş demezler
Cahilin gözünde hormuş demezler
Gariplere kim iş vermiş demezler
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukaraysan ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Sen de bir insansın insanlar gibi
Haksız kazancınan sürmedin de mi
İnsanlığın kuralları böyle mi
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukaraysan ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Garibim engin ol uyma cahile
Şeytanın kazancı nafile hile
Garibim engin ol uyma cahile
Şeytanın kazancı nafile hile
Sana ad takarlar üzülme bile
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukaraysan ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Kim onun halini sormuş demezler
Cahilin gözünde hormuş demezler
Gariplere kim iş vermiş demezler
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukaraysan ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Sen de bir insansın insanlar gibi
Haksız kazancınan sürmedin de mi
İnsanlığın kuralları böyle mi
Zengin isen ya bey derler ya paşa
Fukaraysan ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa
Fakir isen ya abdal derler ya cingan haşa

Fellow Mourner

My forlorn heart, my fellow mourner
Why is it uncertain, spring or winter?
My forlorn heart, my fellow mourner
Why is it uncertain, spring or winter?
Nobody questions if you have bread
If you are rich, they call you lord or king
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
Nobody asks about your condition
In the eyes of the ignorant, you are nothing
Nobody asks who employs the poor
If you are rich, they call you lord or king
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
You are also a human being, just like everyone else
Didn't you also suffer from ill-gotten gains?
Are the rules of humanity like this?
If you are rich, they call you lord or king
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
My poor heart, do not mind the ignorant
The devil's earnings are futile deceit
My poor heart, do not mind the ignorant
The devil's earnings are futile deceit
They may call you names, but do not be disheartened
If you are rich, they call you lord or king
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
Nobody asks about your condition
In the eyes of the ignorant, you are nothing
Nobody asks who employs the poor
If you are rich, they call you lord or king
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
You are also a human being, just like everyone else
Didn't you also suffer from ill-gotten gains?
Are the rules of humanity like this?
If you are rich, they call you lord or king
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid
If you are poor, they call you a vagabond or gypsy, God forbid