Текст песни Ahmet Kaya - bu adam benim babam
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Bu adam benim babam, sekiz kose kasketiyle Omuzunda sakosuyla hey x 2 Cebinde yok parasi, bafradir cigarasi Yuregindedir yarasi Alti cocuk buyutmus, bir isci maasiyla Bu adam benim babam hey Aglama benim babam, aglama nacar babam Kara Gun gecer babam hey Bir kapiyi kapayan, gene acar babam Aglama benim babam hey Aglama mazlum babam, aglama nacar babam Kara gun gecer babam hey Bir kapiyi kapayan, gene acar babam Allah buyuk babam hey Bu adam benim babam, derdi daglardan buyuk Caresiz beli bukuk hey Bir gun olsun gulmemis, rahat nedir bilmemis Gozyasini silmemis Bir lokma Ekmek icin, kimseye egilmemis Bu adam benim babam hey Aglama arslan babam, dert etme nacar babam Kara gun gecer babam hey Bir kapiyi kapayan, gene acar babam Allah buyuktur babam hey Dert etme nacar babam, aldirma nacar babam Kara gun gecer babam hey Bir kapiyi kapayan, gene acar babam Aldirma benim babam hey Benim babam mert adamdi, mangal gibi yuregi Yufka gibi kalbi vardi, hayatim boyunca ona ozendim Fedakardu ! bir dikili Agaci olmadi belki Ama kendisi, onuruyla yasayan koskoca bir cinardi Ustumde ki kol-kanat, sirtimi yasladigim dag gibiydi Ben babamin ogluyum, tepeden tirnaga anadoluyum |
This man is my father , with a cap of eight KOs
Hey on the shoulder with sako
x 2
No pocket of currency , is bafra of cigara
Is Yuregim yarasi
Children under buyutmus , with a worker salaries
This man is my father hey
Aglama my father, my father cry NaCl
Black Gun night my father hey
Closing a door , my father still ac
Hey my dad cry
Aglama oppressed father, my father cry NaCl
Black gun the night my father hey
Closing a door , my father still ac
Hey big God my father
This man is my father used to say, from the mountains large
Hey helpless bent waist
Gulmemis get a gun , did not appreciate what is comfortable
The tears silmemis
For a morsel of bread , anyone pondered
This man is my father hey
Aglama lion father, my father , do not worry NaCl
Black gun the night my father hey
Closing a door , my father still ac
God is big hey dad
NaCl worry about my father , my father never mind NaCl
Black gun the night my father hey
Closing a door , my father still ac
Never mind hey my dad
My father manly guy, a barbecue of such yuregim
There was doughy heart , in my life I found him oz
Was altruistic ! maybe a planted tree is not
But his honor was living with a whole cinar
The arm - wings above me , my back, my mountain seemed yasladig
I am the son of my father , am Anatolia from head to toe