Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Telli Telli , by - Neşe Karaböcek. Song from the album Telli Telli, in the genre Release date: 19.07.1985
Record label: OSSİ MÜZİK
Song language: Turkish
Telli Telli(original) |
| Telli telli telli şu telli turna |
| Sanma ki yaralı uçmaz bir daha |
| Takılmış kanadı göçmen buluta |
| Anlatır eski beni şimdiki bana |
| Sakın çıkma patika yollara |
| O dağlara, kırlara, o karlı ovaya |
| Yenik düşüyor her şey zamana |
| Biz büyüdük ve kirlendi dünya |
| Telli telli telli şu telli turna |
| Sanma ki yaralı uçmaz bir daha |
| Takılmış kanadı göçmen buluta |
| Döner gelir bir gün konar yurduna |
| Telli telli telli şu telli turna |
| Ne kalmış buralı göklerden başka |
| Ne kalır yarına bizden sonraya |
| Her şey binip gitmiş uçurtmalara |
| Sakın çıkma patika yollara |
| O dağlara, kırlara, o karlı ovaya |
| Yenik düşüyor her şey zamana |
| Biz büyüdük ve kirlendi dünya |
| Telli telli telli şu telli turna |
| Ne kalmış buralı göklerden başka |
| Ne kalır yarına bizden sonraya |
| Her şey binip gitmiş uçurtmalara |
| (translation) |
| Wired Wired Wired That Wired Crane |
| Don't think that the wounded will never fly again |
| Caught in the migratory cloud |
| Tells the old me to the present me |
| Don't go out on the paths |
| To those mountains, to the countryside, to that snowy plain |
| Everything succumbs to time |
| We grew up and the world got dirty |
| Wired Wired Wired That Wired Crane |
| Don't think that the wounded will never fly again |
| Caught in the migratory cloud |
| Doner comes to his home one day |
| Wired Wired Wired That Wired Crane |
| What is left of this place but the skies? |
| What remains for tomorrow after us |
| Everything has ridden on the kites |
| Don't go out on the paths |
| To those mountains, to the countryside, to that snowy plain |
| Everything succumbs to time |
| We grew up and the world got dirty |
| Wired Wired Wired That Wired Crane |
| What is left of this place but the skies? |
| What remains for tomorrow after us |
| Everything has ridden on the kites |