Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ali Yar Ali , by - Aşık Mahzuni Şerif. Song from the album Şerifin Emekleri, in the genre Release date: 23.05.2005
Record label: DE-KA YAPIMCILIK PAZ
Song language: Turkish
Ali Yar Ali(original) |
| Uğrama hey yolcu kör pazarına |
| Haddini bilmeze bildiremezsin |
| Müşteri olmadan gelip geçene |
| «Gel al» demek ile aldıramazsın |
| Ali yâr, Ali yâr, Ali yâr, Ali yâr |
| Hak bilir ki benim gönlüm sende var |
| Hüdey gardaş, Hüdey, gönlüm sende yâr |
| Ne güzel yapılmış yapılan kapı |
| Or’dan gelir gider kulların hepi |
| Yüz bin emek çeksen yapılmaz yapı |
| Külden duvar örme kaldıramazsın |
| Ali yâr, Ali yâr, Ali yâr, Ali yâr |
| Hak bilir ki benim gönlüm sende var |
| Derviş Ali’m der koyma haini |
| Herkes beğenmiştir kendi huyunu |
| Dibi delik kaba Hak’ın suyunu |
| Taşıyıp yorulma dolduramazsın |
| Şemah erenlerindir, çarka girenlerindir |
| Bu yola vahşi girmez, doğru sürenlerindir, doğru sürenlerindir |
| Ey gülbengi, gülbengi, evre çeken gülbengi |
| Kaç gönülü hoş eder bir gerçeğin gülbengi |
| Hü, hü, ya Ali |
| der ki incidir, incilerden incidir |
| Konuş kâmiller ile ne incir, ne incidir |
| Hü, hü, ya Ali, hü Allah |
| (translation) |
| Hey, don't stop by the passenger blind market |
| You can't let the presumptuous |
| passers-by without customers |
| You can't be bothered by saying "come and get it" |
| Ali yar, Ali yar, Ali yar, Ali yar |
| The right knows that my heart is with you |
| Hüdey gardaş, Hüdey, my heart is with you |
| What a beautifully made door |
| All of your servants come and go from Or |
| A structure that cannot be built even if you put in a hundred thousand efforts. |
| You can't afford to build a wall of ash |
| Ali yar, Ali yar, Ali yar, Ali yar |
| The right knows that my heart is with you |
| Don't call Dervish Ali, the traitor |
| Everyone liked his own behavior |
| Deep hole rough Hak's water |
| You can't carry it and fill it up |
| Shemah is for those who have attained, those who have entered the wheel. |
| Wild does not enter this road, it belongs to those who drive right, those who drive right |
| Oh rosebeam, rosebush, shimmering rosebush |
| How many hearts please the rosewood of a truth |
| Hu, hu, ya Ali |
| it says that it is pearls, pearls from pearls |
| Speak with the perfect, neither a fig nor a pearl |
| Hu, hu, ya Ali, hu Allah |