Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ime Tonyalin Pedin , by - Apolas Lermi. Song from the album Kalandar, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 24.03.2011
Record label: ANADOLU TUR REKLAM
Song language: Turkish
Ime Tonyalin Pedin(original) |
| Yayla yayla gezersin dedi çimenleri ezersin |
| Yedi türlü çeşit çiçek var, hangisine benzersin? |
| Mektup yazdum acele da |
| Oku oku hecele |
| Mektup yazdum acele da |
| Oku oku hecele |
| Mektup bendendur yarum da |
| At koynuna gecele |
| Mektup bendendur yarum da |
| At koynuna gecele |
| Mektup yazdum sevdama |
| Okusun heceleri |
| Geleceğum akluna da cuma geceleri |
| Getur beni akluna da cuma geceleri |
| Mektubumun uçlari da bağlamadur bağlama |
| Mektubumun uçlari da bağlamadur bağlama |
| Ben yazarken ağladum da sen okurken ağlama |
| Ben yazarken ağladum da sen okurken ağlama |
| Mektup yazdum sevdama |
| Okusun heceleri |
| Geleceğum akluna da cuma geceleri |
| Getur beni akluna da cuma geceleri |
| Mektup yazdum kış idi da |
| Kalemum gümuş idi |
| Mektup yazdum kış idi da |
| Kalemum gümuş idi |
| Okuyan incinmesun da |
| Yüreğum yanmiş idi |
| Okuyan incinmesun da |
| Yüreğum yanmiş idi |
| Mektup yazdum sevdama |
| Okusun heceleri |
| Geleceğum akluna da cuma geceleri |
| Getur beni akluna da cuma geceleri |
| Geleceğum akluna da cuma geceleri |
| Yayla çimenleri dağlar su olur da akarlar |
| Güzel güzel gelinler (?) |
| (translation) |
| He said that you can travel with the highland, you can crush the grass. |
| There are seven kinds of flowers, which one are you like? |
| I wrote a letter in a hurry |
| read read spell |
| I wrote a letter in a hurry |
| read read spell |
| The letter is from me too |
| Night to the horse bosom |
| The letter is from me too |
| Night to the horse bosom |
| I wrote a letter to my love |
| Let's read the syllables |
| I will come to your mind on Friday nights |
| Bring me to your mind on Friday nights |
| The ends of my letter are also binding |
| The ends of my letter are also binding |
| I cried while I was writing but don't cry while you read |
| I cried while I was writing but don't cry while you read |
| I wrote a letter to my love |
| Let's read the syllables |
| I will come to your mind on Friday nights |
| Bring me to your mind on Friday nights |
| I wrote a letter, it was winter |
| My pen was silver |
| I wrote a letter, it was winter |
| My pen was silver |
| Even if the reader doesn't get hurt |
| my heart was burned |
| Even if the reader doesn't get hurt |
| my heart was burned |
| I wrote a letter to my love |
| Let's read the syllables |
| I will come to your mind on Friday nights |
| Bring me to your mind on Friday nights |
| I will come to your mind on Friday nights |
| Highland grasses, mountains become water and they flow |
| Beautiful beautiful brides (?) |