A ahmet kaya had. went. went dead. It was time to go full demekki went for him. ahmet kaya 't remember where I know at this time, but now kürtçe songs are played everywhere I kürtçe no song called Serdar Ortaç dinlemesemde strange thing was much more severe.

whatever my mind that famous magazine journalists association during the award ceremony came as a voice that can not be explained by gender of the participle serdar said the 10th marşı came in my mind. who came to applaud him. bide in that period came to try Reha Muhtar.

Over the bridge from the bottom of what was what.

today listen to the dozens of songs I have now fully hatrına.

life goes on, nor am ahmet abi.

Each location yetisilir
Seye kalinmaz but no later
Forgive me child
Ahmet abi forgive you.

Bent neck, if I stop
Inside, it's not for geldigi
But not any
Oh, my beautiful Ahmet abi
Similar to human yasadigi
O in the water, similar to that of topragina
Floating in the water baliga
The flowers Topragini it
Daglarinin the peak of egimine Dumanli
Konya'nin white
Antep's red düzlügüne similar
Similar Gögüne that tears are blue
Sea is similar to that dalgalidir bakislari
Home, sokaklarina, kösebaslarina
So similar that
And avlularina
(One well halkasiyla sikistirilmistir heart)
And about
(So, purchase a mobile pig-satimina maybe)
And one day at one of the sormasina a similar
When asked when a home video to ask üzünçlü
Camcinin to cut glass, carpenter's plane tutmasina
So a cigara yakimina, one of the soda açmasina
Minibus to gecekondularina
Sighed the yalanina similar
Ani is the
Acisi is aware
Biçagi gözyaslaridir is established
Ya can not laugh, laugh
If people laugh is a laugh
How much is similar to Turkey Ahmet abi.

You had a nice glass of old held
Based on Dirsegin chair
- One-time based on the sky, I worry about --
Articles Cigara package files
Pictures: prisons
Pictures: yearning
Pictures: eskidenberi
And a spoon up retrousse
Rush to be loved
Dostlugun quickly
Bakiyorum also now
He looks like a glass in his hand, a blasphemy.

And what is the time that dedigimiz Ahmet abi
We with you
Istasyonlari one dolasirdik
At that time, Malatya kokardi stations
Nazilli kokardi
And yagmurdan islandikça Edirne postasi
Istanbul yagmurunun under thin argillaceous
You were a woman is like brown sevmis
Women of the skin ütülü calico
Upuzun neck
Cilium of

And I Ahmet abi
Remote remotely like tomatoes, cheese was cut off
Sofrani kurardi
Put a hand into the water to flow from the heart, such as koyardi
The prison would bring to düssen cigarani
Children dogururdu
And he hands of children is used to fix a lacy world
Those kids will grow
Those kids will grow
Those kids ...

Coming from Bilmezlik Ahmet abi
Hope ginger
Umutsuzlugu yatistir
Diyecegim water that
Were also similar, then something is not trains
Yet so powerful was that now
Imagine almost without yasiyoruz
Children, women, men
Trains go tic tic s
Trains go to the front as the train
Workers
Passengers in Germany is welcome
Women
Some passengers, who watch far
Hand luggage on the file and
Cologne, water bottles, packages
Who all
As a prisoner trees that grow in the wrong place
Oh, my beautiful Ahmet abi
Did you see the look
It looks like the market place now Dagilmis stations
Dagilmis market place and country
Does not come to sadden us, even within
Although it came
It is not permanent
Sounds like they are a jazz music hüzün
Not so fast
Not so short
Like that.

Ahmet abi, beautiful, a handkerchief is why blood
Dis is not, Nail's, a handkerchief is why blood
Sound of blood in my handkerchief.