Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bizim Be, artist - Aşık Mahzuni Şerif. Album song Cafer, in the genre Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Record label: Şah Plak
Song language: Turkish
Bizim Be(original) |
| Edirne’den Kars’a kadar efendim, kurban efendim |
| Bu memleket takım takım bizim be |
| Bizi bölemezsin be hey hemşerim |
| Toprak gibi bütün yüküm bizim be, bizim be |
| Bizdeki yürekler başka yürekler, başka yürekler |
| Günümüz dayanır tuzlu çörekler |
| Senin sofrandaki ballar, börekler |
| Ömür boyu zehir zıkkım bizim be, bizim be |
| Senin sofrandaki baldır, börektir |
| Ömür boyu zehir zıkkım bizim be, bizim be |
| Kara sapan, kuru soğan, kel çarık, canım kel çarık |
| Çemre tezek, yanık, toprak kör yarık |
| Biz senin dilinde güya barbarık |
| Hayat denen şeyden bıkım bizim be, bıkım bizim be |
| Bugün senin, yarın senin, dün senin, gardaş dün senin |
| İlim senin, kültür senin, fen senin |
| Tarla bizim, tapu senin, un senin |
| Mahzuni der neden ekin bizim be, gardaş bizim be |
| Tarla bizim, tapu senin, un senin |
| Mahzuni der neden ekin bizim be |
| Bizim, bizim, bizim be |
| Bizim, bizim, bizim gardaş |
| (translation) |
| From Edirne to Kars, sir, victim sir |
| This country team team is ours |
| You can't divide us, hey fellow |
| Like the soil, all my burden is ours, ours |
| Hearts in us, other hearts, other hearts |
| The present day is based on salty buns |
| Honey on your table, pastries |
| I'm poisoned for life, it's ours, it's ours |
| The calf on your table is a pastry. |
| I'm poisoned for life, it's ours, it's ours |
| Black slingshot, onion, bald sandal, dear bald sandal |
| Circle dung, burnt, earth blind slit |
| We are barbaric in your language |
| Tired of our thing called life, tired of us |
| Today is yours, tomorrow is yours, yesterday is yours, yesterday is yours |
| Your science, your culture, your science |
| The field is ours, the title is yours, the flour is yours |
| Mahzuni says why the crop is ours, the guardian is ours |
| The field is ours, the title is yours, the flour is yours |
| Mahzuni says, why is your crop ours? |
| our, our, our |
| our, our, our guardian |