Tacettin Fidan

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Gel bana, artık benim ol

Aşk ver gayrı, sineme yol

Kalpte bir dert, bir hal mi var?

Şura, bendedir şifalar


Vademe kat, kat balayı

Şelalem taş, taş alayı 

Ben şeytana selam çekmem

Tanrıya hiç veda etmem


Yanık ova yenilenir  

Kışa doğru serinlenir

Yürek dile beyan olsun

İfrat hayat uzak dursun


En iyisi bana görün

Yıldızlarım onu övün

Seni sevdim gel, geri dön

Güne karar ver, bana yön


Elaleme bakma artık

Onlara biz hülya sattık

İçim için hepsi rüya

Sana döndüm sende sevda


Aşka gençlik doğurursun

Keyfe takvim yoğurursun

Sen Güzidesin, nede hoş!

Akla zaman, vakte mayhoş


İngilizce:


Grace Noelle

Come near my sweet and be my own
I want your love and am your home
Your heart does grieve and you have pain
I'm here to make it good again 

Pour some sweet wine, my love, my moon 
Like streams, scorns rise and fall, fears strewn
Shan't meet, shan't greet, hell's own - bad souls;
Shan't say: Good’ bye to Good’ God’s scrolls!

Burnt grass will die yet seed new fields,
Mid fall and spring it chills yet heals;
Love too, love sings and speaks, dear heart: 
Excess in life, excess isn't art!

Please see just me, my soul, my love
Let's fly, let's ring those stars, my dove
Let's go around now: But not home!    
Around the sun, let's roam and roam!

Don't trouble your self with them strange ones
They'll pack their world with dreams and guns
Inside of me you're still a dream 
I turn to you to find my stream

To love, my love, you've born the youth
To joy, my joy, you knead the truth
You, so fair, so fine, and so rare
To mind a time, the flash, the flare! 






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