The fly: “Wait a bit! If flies and spiders become brothers, we can live happily all together!”
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Over the earth — Grup Yorum
The pole erected over the earth
When no labor’s lost, does the heart ache
Ali love, Ali love
Does the heart ache
Who founded this order, let us too know
Speak my dear speak
Let the souls listen
Adam sows the crop on the earth
The crop hides its root underground
Ali love, Ali love
Hides its root
Comb out and see, the black and the white
Speak my dear speak
Let the souls listen
They put the cornerstone on the cooker
Let the god repair the realities
Ali love, Ali love
The realities
One day, they shall ache your head
Speak my dear speak
Let the souls listen
Oh love love, love friend friend
Help shah, shah friend
My Pir Sultan Abdal, fardh and sunna
Never be grateful to those who don’t come to reason
Everyone desires to have a paradise on earth
Speak my dear speak
Let the souls listen
Friend
Fish mouth — Ruhi Su
This story of a swordfish
Could as well be unwritten
Yet the stream to take us to new waters have stopped
We were going after mackerel
I was also in the school
In my back a spear wound
Happy I was all the same
Somehow stuck in my ear
Voices saying “there’s a net”
Mermaid fallen in my thought
I have played out
To put traps on one another is within means of tuna
I am cross with the net before long
Even a child would pull me to the boat
If I were not this heavy
Love of life that makes me run like this
This a way that a way all along the course
You fish, aren’t you some sea sheep
My sword has cut the darkness of the deep
I’ve left the waters in sea sparkles
You have what have you in frosty nights
In my back a spear wound
Take and bring me to a boat with the purple band
Sorrow in my eyes big
Sad is my sword
Sell me, sell me
Drink vodka
Foreign door — Ruhi Su
🍂🏚️🪪 Haymatlos 🍂🏚️🪪
Rises the moon afull
Blows the wind agentle
Smirks the foreign door agrin
Foreign door is the door to slavery
Man becomes aslave! Man becomes aslave!
Rises the moon acrescent
Rises the day arevolt
Collapses down the foreign door agrin
Foreign door is the door to slavery
Man becomes afree! Man becomes afree!
Filed under Çeviri, Robot şarkı, Şey
Mürselekian women — Ruhi Su
We Mürselekian
Mürselekian women
Through every night we
Tobacco we line up
Our suffering on a rope we
Line up darkness
Darkness above..
Uproot we uproot
Through every day we
Every night we
Burn coal we
Burn darkness we
Burn darkness above..
Our trees are frightened
Frightened of the night
We are not above..
Come now my dear
My love my dear
Friend my dear
We Mürselekian
Mürselekian women
We do live too
Live too above..
Go be a bride we
Set up houses
Houses above..
Burns Ali Yüce
Burns he hears
Hears above..
Burns Ali Yüce burns…
~~~ Turkish Kettle Logic ~~~
The Cauldron That Died (A Nasreddin Hoca Joke)
Nasreddin Hodja, having need for a large cooking container, borrowed his neighbor’s copper cauldron, then returned it in a timely manner.
“What is this?” asked his neighbor upon examining the returned cauldron. “There is a small pot inside my cauldron.”
“Oh,” responded the Hodja. “While it was in my care your cauldron gave birth to a little one. Because you are the owner of the mother cauldron, it is only right that you should keep its baby. And in any event, it would not be right to separate the child from its mother at such a young age.”
The neighbor, thinking that the Hodja had gone quite mad, did not argue. Whatever had caused the crazy man to come up with this explanation, the neighbor had a nice little pot, and it had cost him nothing.
Some time later the Hodja asked…
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Sandık — Sakareller
Karanlığın içine doğru yürüyor ağır ağır
Sırtında çürük eski bir sandık taşıyor ağır ağır
Sandıkta ruhu kilitli kalmış, kaybolmuş anahtarı
Sandıkta ruhu kilitli kalmış, kaybolmuş anahtarı
Uzaklarda parlayan alevler söndü birer birer
Ardında ona görünmez yüzler döndü birer birer
Sandıkta ruhu kilitli kalmış, kaybolmuş anahtarı
Sandıkta ruhu kilitli kalmış, kaybolmuş anahtarı
Bkz Beş Dakika Daha Şarkı Sözleri (ChatGPT), Beş Dakika Daha (Sakareller)
Is walking slowly into the darkness
Is carrying an old rotten chest on one’s back
Spirit was left locked in the chest, its key lost
Spirit was left locked in the chest, its key lost
Flames shining in the distance faded one by one
Behind faces unseen turned away one by one
Spirit was left locked in the chest, its key lost
Spirit was left locked in the chest, its key lost
Yörünge — Sakareller
Kararsızca toplandık
Biriktikçe dağıldık
Yolumuz bitmiyor
Hedefimiz yok artık
Bu büyük döngüde
Binlerce parçacık
Bıktık ama duramadık
Kaptan kaba aktarıldık
Bkz Beş Dakika Daha Şarkı Sözleri (ChatGPT), Beş Dakika Daha (Sakareller)
Orbit
Gathered in an indecisive way
We dispersed as we accumulate
Our pathway does not end
We no longer have an end
In this great cycle
As thousands of particles
We are fed up but unable to stop
Conveyed from one bin to another
English: Işık Barış Fidaner
Küçük Düş — Sakareller
Küçük bir düştü yalnızca
Öylesine masum bir rüya
Artık bu hayalleri bırak
Sen önce dön aynaya bak
Bkz Beş Dakika Daha Şarkı Sözleri (ChatGPT), Beş Dakika Daha (Sakareller)
It was just a little fancy
A casual innocent dream
Now dismiss those reveries
Turn and look at the mirror first
Şemsiye — Sakareller
Benimle bir şemsiyenin altına bile girmedin ki sen
Senin de bir şemsiyen olsaydı bile değişmezdi bence
Bence… bence…
Bkz Beş Dakika Daha Şarkı Sözleri (ChatGPT), Beş Dakika Daha (Sakareller)
You haven’t even come with me under an umbrella
I don’t think it would change if you also had an umbrella
I don’t think it would
