Senin kadar güzel şiir okuyanı henüz keşfetmedim, üstat... Cem Karaca'da harika söylüyor, ruhu şad olsun... "Bu gün Pazar ve ben seni çok özledim"...Ve ANNE şiiri var ya!!!! 🥀🙏 "Anne benim, aç kapıyı Oğulcuğun, küçük tavşanın, körolmayasıcağın Ölmeyesin, bitmeyesin Yürek yarısı gitmeyesin dediğin Anne benim, aç kapıyı İşte geldim, işte bu sana ilk gelişim." Ahhh ... Evlat acısı hiç bir şeye benzemiyor... 😓 Tanrı'm hepsini korusun ... 🙏🥀
I'm bound to you, you can't know I keep your name in my mind like a nail Your eyes get bigger and bigger I'm bound to you, you can't know I'm warming me inside with you The trees are getting prepared for the autumn Is this city that old istanbul? The clouds are breaking up in the dark Street lamps are suddenly on Smell of rain on sidewalks I'm bound to you, you're not here To love is sometimes sordidly frightening One gets tired suddenly at a nightfall Because of living in captivity at the mouth of a razor Sometimes his passion breaks his hands Extracts several lives from his life Sometimes whichever door he knocks A naughty humming of loneliness behind it A poor phonograph is playing in Fatih A friday from the olden times is playing If I stop and listen at a corner undisturbed If I bring to you an unused sky The weeks are moldering in my hands Whatever I do, whatever I hold, wherever I go I'm bound to you, you're not here Maybe you're the blue dotted child in June Oh, no one knows you, no one A cargo boat is leaking at your lonely eyes Maybe you're getting on a plane at Yeşilkoy Maybe you're soggy, getting the shiver Maybe you're blind, broken, in haste A bad wind is taking your hair away Whenever I think of a life Maybe it's hard in this table of wolves Shameless, but without soiling our hands Whenever I think of a life Saying "be quiet" I'm beginning with your name Your secret seas are moving through me inside No, it won't be any other way I am bound to you, you can't know
çocukluğumdan beri dinlerim, yeri çok başka 🍃
İnsan bir akşam üstü ansızın yorulur..
Senin kadar güzel şiir okuyanı henüz keşfetmedim, üstat... Cem Karaca'da harika söylüyor, ruhu şad olsun...
"Bu gün Pazar ve ben seni çok özledim"...Ve ANNE şiiri var ya!!!! 🥀🙏
"Anne benim, aç kapıyı
Oğulcuğun, küçük tavşanın, körolmayasıcağın
Ölmeyesin, bitmeyesin
Yürek yarısı gitmeyesin dediğin
Anne benim, aç kapıyı
İşte geldim, işte bu sana ilk gelişim."
Ahhh ... Evlat acısı hiç bir şeye benzemiyor... 😓 Tanrı'm hepsini korusun ... 🙏🥀
ALLAH Hepsini korusun kardeşim
çocukluğumuzun şairi diyelimm ilk ve tk:) birde bedirhan gökçek...yeniler bilmiyor...
Ibrahim sadri de cem karaca da okuyor be Allah rahmet eylesin kim bilir hangin garibin aciz duygularına tercüman oldunuz
Majbur ligidan qilma Munosabat
Hic bahar olmadlki hayatlmda agaclar hic çiçek acmadl ağaçlar hep sonbahara hazırdı
Gerçekten çok güzel söylemiş
Ben sana mecburum sultanım🌹
Lise yıllarında adını mıh gibi aklımda tutuyorum yer Özbekistan aklım da sen
Allah affetsin masamda votka aklımda sen
@@erhanturgut5932 aga unut artık dicem de
@@erhanturgut5932haklısın Zor
Ve mecbur olduklarlmlzl aldl hayat
Cok yoruldum coooook
belki de sen bana mecbursundur. ben Atilla İlhan değilim....
I'm bound to you, you can't know
I keep your name in my mind like a nail
Your eyes get bigger and bigger
I'm bound to you, you can't know
I'm warming me inside with you
The trees are getting prepared for the autumn
Is this city that old istanbul?
The clouds are breaking up in the dark
Street lamps are suddenly on
Smell of rain on sidewalks
I'm bound to you, you're not here
To love is sometimes sordidly frightening
One gets tired suddenly at a nightfall
Because of living in captivity at the mouth of a razor
Sometimes his passion breaks his hands
Extracts several lives from his life
Sometimes whichever door he knocks
A naughty humming of loneliness behind it
A poor phonograph is playing in Fatih
A friday from the olden times is playing
If I stop and listen at a corner undisturbed
If I bring to you an unused sky
The weeks are moldering in my hands
Whatever I do, whatever I hold, wherever I go
I'm bound to you, you're not here
Maybe you're the blue dotted child in June
Oh, no one knows you, no one
A cargo boat is leaking at your lonely eyes
Maybe you're getting on a plane at Yeşilkoy
Maybe you're soggy, getting the shiver
Maybe you're blind, broken, in haste
A bad wind is taking your hair away
Whenever I think of a life
Maybe it's hard in this table of wolves
Shameless, but without soiling our hands
Whenever I think of a life
Saying "be quiet" I'm beginning with your name
Your secret seas are moving through me inside
No, it won't be any other way
I am bound to you, you can't know
Rabia cetin
@@gulsuratli7707 :D gül suratli
@@rabiactn2181 rabia çetin
Oh my god 😳
Süper 🥰
Shuncha ki sev shuncha ki
Ve dinliyorum
kimsede gussura bakmasın, kimseye de mecbur değilim, ekmeğimi, kendim kazanırken.
Fon müziğinin adını paylasabilirmisinnn lutfennn
Smulede mi söyledin abi bu ne eko yaa 😄
Ferdi Tayfur şiir okumuş sanki.
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Erkes okurta biri
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