Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dönme Dolap , by - Aşık Mahzuni Şerif. Song from the album Barışak, in the genre Release date: 31.12.2012
Record label: Şah Plak
Song language: Turkish
Dönme Dolap(original) |
| Pazarbaşı bu ne pazar gardaşım? |
| Hesap kitap yoktur, soyan soyana |
| Gözler yaşlı yaşlı, cepler kuraklık |
| Sorgu sual yoktur, kıyan kıyana |
| Sorgu sual yoktur, kıyan kıyana |
| Binbir bela ile yetişen ürün |
| Samandan değersiz şu hâli görün |
| Demek bize lanet, size aferin |
| Oy alıp söz verip cayan cayana |
| Oy alıp söz verip cayan cayana |
| Bir ceket etmiyor memur maaşı |
| Kimler kaldıracak bu ağır taşı? |
| Ovaları sular oldu gözyaşı |
| Uludağ başında kayan kayana |
| Uludağ başında kayan kayana |
| Senede bulamaz bir kilo eti |
| Fakire mi inmiş hakkın laneti? |
| Kimlerin terinden kimin serveti? |
| Allah için desin duyan duyana |
| Allah için desin duyan duyana |
| Hastaneler önü tümenle hasta |
| Dörtte biri öldü, ner’desin usta? |
| Böyle davranılmaz en büyük dosta |
| Yetimler hakkından doyan doyana |
| Yetimler hakkından doyan doyana |
| Der Mahzuni saysam dertler ondan çok |
| Kimi hırsız, kimi açtır, kimi tok |
| Bizde sabır bitti, sizde vicdan yok |
| Nice beddualar sayan sayana |
| Nice beddualar sayan sayana |
| Bizde sabır bitti, sizde vicdan yok |
| Ardınızdan nice sayan sayana |
| Nice beddualar sayan sayana |
| (translation) |
| Pazarbaşı, what Sunday is this? |
| There is no account book, robbed robbed |
| Tears in tears, pockets in drought |
| There is no question of questioning, blasphemy |
| There is no question of questioning, blasphemy |
| The product that grows with a thousand and one troubles |
| See this, worthless straw |
| So damn us, well done to you |
| To the cayan who made a promise and voted |
| To the cayan who made a promise and voted |
| Not a jacket officer salary |
| Who will lift this heavy stone? |
| The plains became waters of tears |
| To the rock that slides at the top of Uludag |
| To the rock that slides at the top of Uludag |
| A kilo of meat cannot be found in a year |
| Is it the curse of the right that fell on the poor? |
| Whose wealth from whose sweat? |
| For God's sake, say to those who hear |
| For God's sake, say to those who hear |
| Patients in front of hospitals |
| A quarter is dead, where are you, master? |
| That's not how you treat your best friend |
| The orphans are satisfied with their rights |
| The orphans are satisfied with their rights |
| If I count Der Mahzuni, the troubles are more than him. |
| Some are thieves, some are hungry, some are full |
| We have run out of patience, you have no conscience |
| Nice curses to the one who counts |
| Nice curses to the one who counts |
| We have run out of patience, you have no conscience |
| After you, nice counting |
| Nice curses to the one who counts |