Don't cry, my pupil, don't cry
Even if your wings are broken
Don't cry, my pupil, don't cry
Even if your wings are broken
Don't think that dawn won't melt
Don't think that lovers don't come back
Even if you are shot,
my dear victim
You say it suits you
Don't think that dawn doesn't come
Don't think that lovers don't return
Even if you get shot, my dear
You say it suits you
Snow is falling,
so thin
You say that oppression doesn't end
Even
if you get shot, my dear You say
it suits you
Don't cry,
my dear, don't cry Even if your wings are broken
Even if you get shot,
my dear You say it suits you
Will the mumsureli be destroyed?
Will the sazimteli be played?
The ones who suggested Karacan,
Baba Mansur's murshids
Dervish Cemal Sarı Saltık,
Pirhacım Bektaşı, me
The ones who suggested Karacan,
Baba
Mansur's murshids
Dervish Cemal Sarı Saltık,
Pirhacım Bektaşı, me
Snow is falling,
so thin You say that oppression doesn't end
Don't cry,
my dear,
don't cry Even if your wings are broken
Even if you get shot,
my dear You say it suits you
Don't cry,
my dear, don't cry Even if your wings are broken
Even if you get shot, my
dear You say it suits you