9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN
We are saints from Khorasan,
We came from Piri turk istan,
We loved people dearly,
We came from Piri Turk istan.
We came, we talked about Turkish,
We added leaven to humanity,
We cooked food in dervish lodges,
We came from Piri Turk istan.
With the roe boy half,
With the big dolphin piri,
With Haji Bektash Veli,
We came from Piri Turk istan.
I'm a bard from the Alps,
I read and write love,
Yeside boiling gain,
We came from Piri Turk istan.
Burned us alive
My blood flowed,
Our only crime was to be Turkish,
We came from Piri Turk istan.
With the moment of my Boraniye,
With noble Turkish blood,
With the shaman's cam,
We came from Piri Turk istan.
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