A keresés eredménye

Türkeş Türkeş Will Come

I swear to God, Turkey!
Spring will arrive again!
I swear to God, Turkey!
Spring will arrive again!
 
Türkeş Türkeş will come!
Smiles will be present on all faces!
Anarchy, terror ends,
A nightingale blossoms in my garden!
 
Türkeş Türkeş will come!
Smiles will be present on all faces!
Anarchy, terror ends,
A nightingale blossoms in my garden!
 
I swear to God, Turkey!
Spring will arrive again!
I swear to God, Turkey!
Spring will arrive again!
 
Türkeş Türkeş will come!
Smiles will be present on all faces!
Worker, farmer hand in hand,
We're on our way to the beauty!
 
Türkeş Türkeş will come!
Smiles will be present on all faces!
Worker, farmer hand in hand,
We're on our way to the beauty!
 
I swear to God, Turkey!
Spring will arrive again!
I swear to God, Turkey!
Spring will arrive again!
 
Türkeş Türkeş will come!
Smiles will be present on all faces!
Worker, farmer hand in hand,
We're on our way to the beauty!
 
Türkeş Türkeş will come!
Smiles will be present on all faces!
Worker, farmer hand in hand,
We're on our way to the beauty!
 
May the deaf Sultan mark my words!
My party is MHP (Nationalist Movement Party), my leader is Türkeş!
Here, I will clearly state who I am!
My party is MHP, my leader is Türkeş!
The idealist flower planted in 44 has seen the truth 50 years earlier!
What else should I do, its honey, its honeycomb?
My party is MHP, my leader is Türkeş!
The nationalist vision is the national solution!
Nine lights are my two eyes!
The truth may only be seen if you look with this eye!
My party is MHP, my leader is Türkeş!
I said idealism, yet what does it mean?
Who taught us all of this one-by-one?
Who else other than Türkeş will show?
My party is MHP, my leader is Türkeş!
May one leader show, if he has any authority,
May it have an impact on Global Turkism,
The rest are not in command of their mouths!
My party is MHP, my leader is Türkeş!
My brother, may they say MHP is like this...
The sun will not be covered with clay.
Come, in spite of the cruel, come say it again:
My party is MHP. My leader, my captain, my chieftain is Türkeş!
 

Don't Consider Them Wounded

Don't consider all hearts wounded on every skin
Sorrow like this may overcome us, they say
Beauty of yours is forbidden, do not give up
Every side of yours is as clear as a diamond
 
Don't consider yourself torn apart
You've come out of every war safe and sound
Even if you go back into a fire, don't give up
Don't leave my hand be
 

Peach Trees

Versions: #1
On peach trees
Sorts of blossoms
Thy crescent-like
Brows got me burned alive
 
Pretty, pretty, pretty cute lady
I'm in love with thee
 
Geranuims in gardens
Tall she is, slim she is
May the god let us
Then even king can't part us
 
Pretty, pretty, pretty cute lady
I'm in love with thee
 
Celeries in gardens
We don't eat celery
They call us people* of Sinop
We fall in love with beauties only
 
Pretty, pretty, pretty cute lady
I'm in love with thee
 

Every Soul Wants To Be The ''First''

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Every Soul Wants To Be ''First''
First love
First kiss
Therefore the 'first' would always be temporary
How much ''firsts'' do you still own?
But the ''last'' that no soul wants to see is different
Forwhy, there is not beyond
With the hand you trutsfully hold you'll get into the grave
But not with the hand sweated with the thrill
 

May You Not Forget Me

Wish I was the hiccup in your throat
Don't forget me, may you not forget me
Wish I was the tear which sheds from your eyes
Don't forget me, may you not forget me
 
Step by step like your own shadow
In every breathe, my name
Like how I couldn't forget you
You too don't forget, may you not forget
 
In the everlasting dead of nights
Don't forget me, may you not forget me
When you feel the pain of wrench
Don't forget me, may you not forget me
 

March of Internationalism

Wake up now, wake up from your sleep
Wake up the world of slaves
Our rage against torment is a volcano
This is a death-life matter
Let's demolish this fusty system
We want another world
Those who underestimated us
Should know that we are everything by now
 
This is the latest fight of ours
The humanity will survive with internationalism
 
God, pasha, thegn, landlord, sultan
How would they save us?
Those who will save us
Are our own arms
Raise, raise the flag of Independence
Scatter the torment through the winds
With the massive power of your arms
Hit the annealed iron!
 
This is the latest fight of ours
The humanity will survive with internationalism
 
Both factories and soil
Belong to labourers
We recognize no right of spongers
World should belong to labourers
The blood that is shedded by deathsmen
Will suffocate deathsmen themselves
On the horizon of that blood sea
A red sun will rise
 
This is the latest fight of ours
The humanity will survive with internationalism
 

Austrian Workers March

We walked into a fight called 'life', we are stepping with steel feet
We see the sun that will rise at the end of this dark way
It's climbing over the mountains, look, it's coming closer
Always run towards the red star
This is not a dream, this is not a reverie, this is the star of liberation
 
You're like a lantern in the middle of dark seas, we're walking thanks to your light
We see the sun that will rise at the end of this dark way
We're in the factories, we're in fields, we are the ones who create the life
We don't know about religion difference, we don't know about language difference, it's as if we were born to the same mother
 
Our mother is the working class, our homeland is the whole world
We are prepared for the last bloody battle, with our banner 'Leninism'
Raise the banner, raise higher, raise the banner to the sky!
Let's hit today, create tomorrow and abolish the classes!
 

Anti-fascist Caucasian Song (Mount Elbrus)

I wish I were on Mount Elbrus, dear
I wish I loved a Circassian girl, dear
With accordion on my hand and balalaika on my waist
I wish I were in Caucasia now, dear
 
When the dark days come
When the enemy smashes with his boots
My heart bleeds when the rope is around her neck
Partisan Sitare won't snitch
 
I pine for my burnt village
My comrade is hanged in a colhoz
One day, Sitare and Natalia will avenge his death
Caucasia is a grave for fascists
 
Krasnodar, Crimea, Odessa
Kiev, Kharkiv, Kuban, Ukraine
Stalingrad is not fallen, Moscow is not given
The Red Cavalries goes on the offensive
 
Among the comrades
There's a red star on my fur cap
Ahmed and Ivan marches together
among the tanks to Berlin
 
You should've seen, my dear Sitare
We smashed the fascist in his lair
We are performing Kazaska* with victory songs
Our flag is in Berlin now
 

The Tale of the Flower and the Water

Once upon a time, a flower meets water and become friends
 
In the beginning, it continues like a good relationship
No doubt, they need time to know each other
 
As the time goes by, the flower is unexpectedly happy,
The flower knows, he falls in love with water
 
As the first time falling in love, the flower give happiness around
''Only for the sake of water''
 
A long time afterwards, now water starts to feel
Something for the flower. She thinks
She is in love with the flower, but this is water's first love
 
Time goes, years pass, our flower doubts
''Does water love me?''
 
Because the water is not appearantly to be interested
However our flower is not accustomed to a love like this, and can bear no longer
 
Our Flower tells water ''I love you''. Water says ''I love you too''
Time passes, our flower tells once again ''I love you'' Water, once again, '' Love you too''
Our flower is patient. Waits, waits, waits
 
Time passes again, our flower is able to give happiness no longer
Tells water ''I love you'' for the last time
 
The water ''I told you, I love you too''
Our flower is as sick as a rat. Our flower is taken ill
Faded, and went yellow. Our flower is in beds now. Water
Looks after the flower, to help her beloved
 
Now it is obvious that the flower is going to die and for the last time
Our flower hardly turn his head and tells water ''I, I love you,
Love you deeply'' Gets saddened, with this our water
Calls doctor and asks what is the problem of flower. Doctor comes and examines
Later on, doctor tells ''The state of our patient is out of hope, now we can do nothing''
 
Water wonders, what is the cause of his death,
Asks the doctor. Doctor checks the flower and
Tells water, ''Flower has no disaster, pal, this water is
Just thirsty, this is the cause''
 
And now our water understands, just saying ''I love you'' is not enough
 

Nenni

David.
This actually is a very very old Turkish song, sang for hundreds of years to put the babies to sleep.. Such songs are called 'nenni' or 'ninni' on some regions. The words in the section of video you posted goes as follows:
 
A benim Nenni de belalım
küçükten yar seveni
leylı de yar loylu da yar
loy loy loy
cennete gönderseler
a benim nenni de kınalım nenni de belalım nenni de nenni
cennete gönderseler
a benim nenni de kınalım nenni de belalım nenni de nenni
 
The above could be translated as :
oh my Nenni troublesome
who loves the little ones
leylı darling loylu darling
loy loy loy
should be sent to heaven
oh my nenni with hena nenni troublesome nenni de nenni
should be sent to heaven
oh my nenni with hena nenni troublesome nenni de nenni