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This is The English Translation...
Maqam means Slow Song...
Daya giyan (My dear Mother)
AW Rozhay mn dem rolla giyan
( That day Who I come My dear boy or(girl))
Ya Khwa hich kas naibenet, hich kas naibinet
Oh God, I wish Noo ne sees this day
Tu Khwa bmban Rolla giyan , ba raw Biyaban
Oh Dear take me to Desret...
Ta ter ter sair kam, Daya giyan, Daya giyan
To see you my dear Mother, My Dear Mother
Way Rolla, Way way way...
Way: This word expresses to some one has grief..
Har sair akam Daya giyan, Niya shwen wa dartan
I still watch You Dear Mother, There is no Place who you lives (i.e Her Mother doesn't live anymore)
Na la Dashtu Dar tu Khwa Daya giyan. na la Gorstan.
Even in the plain and cemetry .Oh dear Mother
Way Daya giyan giyan giyan..
Way Dear Mother, dear, dear...
Tu Khwa bawash bkarawa Daya giyan , ba mn bgama lat..
Hug me Mother ,please, I want to come to you..
Gar lasar Arzy kzay jargekam, yan la Biyaban..
If you are on earth my heart pulses or in the Desert..
Har chand Sair akam, na Dayam Hayaw Na Bawa...
However I look my around, I don't have Mother and father...
Oh Bray Shirinm Kzay Jargekam, gisht be nawnishanm be nawnishan
Oh dear Brother, all of us don't have address (Ther is No place For Them)
Kura Kaka Gish Anfal krain..
We were Killed by The Enemey.. (Anfal: is genocid)
Kura amnam Kham Xward daya giyan..
I have grief and Sorrow dear Mother..
Kham nakhy brdm...
Sadness is killed my... ( It brings My Soul)...
Ba Awaty Aw Rozham Kzay Jargakam benawa Naw man..
I wish one day all of you come back again..
Awna griyam Frmeskm nama...
I cried many times, and Now there is no tears any more...
Amnam Kham Khward, mn Hoshm Nama..
I had grief and I was Fainted...
Shetu Sargerdan la Jada kawtum daya giyan...
And Now I became crazy...
Way Khallky pem allen " Brro be kasa"..
People tell me, you don't have Family (Orphan)...
Kho mn bas bo Khom Nagrim Daya giyan, Bo gish Anfalan..
I am not just crying to myself, but also I cry to all Anfals...
Way daya Dastt bena wak jary jaran, dast bka Gardnm ta ku Namrdum..
Oh dear Mother, give me your Hands, still I won't die...
Daika la nazy daik Kho mn Baree bum...
I dont have the Mother passionate from now on..
Some Expression are repeated again...
Enjoy............
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