Bir odu var bir budu var
Voltalar hep seni arar
Gardiyanlar bile ağlar
Türkülerde sen olunca
Gece bitmez gündüz bitmez
Bağlamam hiç elden düşmez
Mızrap ağlar telden düşmez
Türkülerde sen olunca
Hüzün basar tüm koğuşu
Unuturuz aşı tuzu
Gam doyurur karnımızı
Türkülerde sen olunca |
*like an ardour, like a sprout
ever for you seeks paces in yard
even guardians weep unexpectedly
when it's you in türkü's to be
night never ends, morn' never ends
my bağlama is ever in my hands
pick weeps, but playing keeps
when it's you in türkü's to be
melancoly busts all the ward
we come to forget food and salt
grief feeds us the chili
when it's you in türkü's to be
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