QIRIM (Crimea) - new album by Jamala

ALİM

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Qarasubazar (Bilohirsk)

Karasubazar was one of the main cities of the Crimean Khanate, located at the intersection of important trade routes, which made it very prosperous in the past. Karasubazar was also one of the largest centers of craftsmanship, where traditional crafts such as leatherworking, woolen textiles, jewelry making, blacksmithing, tobacco processing, copperworking, bag making, carpet weaving, and other types of crafts thrived. After the Russian Empire’s troops burned down Bakhchisaray in 1736, Karasubazar briefly served as the capital of the Crimean Khanate.

About this song

The story is about the Crimean Tatar folk hero Alim, like Robin Hood - he takes away ill-gotten wealth from the rich and gives it to the poor. Events of the song take place in the 19th century Karasubazar - on one of the days when the news spread through the city that someone had wished Ali to die… Considering the popularity among the people, the rumors quickly gained momentum. The city admires the hero so much, and the faith in Alim is so strong that when someone said the news was true, people shouted back: “Die yourself then.”

ALİM

ALİM, ALİM DEMEKTEN,
MEN KESİLDİM YEMEKTEN.
HEKİM KELSE FIRENKTEN,
YARALIYIM YÜREKTEN.

AMAN, ALİM, OF, OF,
CİVAN ALİM, OF.

ALİM ORAQ BİÇEYÜR,
SUVNI GÖLDEN İÇEYÜR.
ORAQ AYNIÑ SICAĞI,
DAL FESİNDEN KEÇEYÜR.

AMAN, ALİM, OF, OF,
CİVAN ALİM, OF.

ALİM GİDER BAZARA,
OĞRATIRLAR NAZARA.
ALİM ÖLDÜ DEGENLER,
KENDİ DE KİRSİN MEZARA.

AMAN, ALİM, OF, OF,
CİVAN ALİM, OF.

Alim

“Alim, Alim!” I repeat,
I have lost my appetite.
Let the Frankish doctor come
To heal my wounded heart.

Aman, Alim, oh, oh!
Gorgeous Alim, oh!

Now Alim sharpens his scythe,
Drinks cold water from the lake.
The hot July sun
Burns right through his hat.

Aman, Alim, oh, oh!
Gorgeous Alim, oh!

Now Alim goes to the bazaar,
Many there give him the eye.
If any do not wish him well,
May they all go straight to hell!

Aman, Alim, oh, oh!
Gorgeous Alim, oh!

GİDER İSEÑ

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Qarasubazar (Bilohirsk)

Karasubazar was one of the main cities of the Crimean Khanate, located at the intersection of important trade routes, which made it very prosperous in the past. Karasubazar was also one of the largest centers of craftsmanship, where traditional crafts such as leatherworking, woolen textiles, jewelry making, blacksmithing, tobacco processing, copperworking, bag making, carpet weaving, and other types of crafts thrived. After the Russian Empire’s troops burned down Bakhchisaray in 1736, Karasubazar briefly served as the capital of the Crimean Khanate.

About this song

Remember that our ancestors bequeathed to us: “If you go out on the road, don’t cry. If you fall, get up and go forward. Don’t cry when you’ve already made a decision… Go!” The song is full of reflections on the difficulties of life choices.

GİDER İSEÑ

GİDER İSEÑ, OĞRUÑ OLSUN,
DERYA-DEÑİZ YOL OLSUN.
MENDEN ĞAYRI YAR SEVERSEÑ,
EKİ KÖZÜÑ KÖR OLSUN, KÖR OLSUN.

QARASUV MENİM ÖZ BAZARIM,
HEM OQURIM, YAZARIM.
SENDEN ĞAYRI YAR SEVERSEM,
ATEŞ OLSUN MEZARIM, MEZARIM.

GİDER DE İSEÑ, OĞURUÑ OLSUN,
KİMSE YOLUÑNI BAĞLAMAZ.
ATALARDAN QALMA SÖZDİR –
«KENDİ DÜŞEN AĞLAMAZ, SIZLAMAZ».

If you must go

If you must go, may fortune go with you,
May your path be as free and boundless as the sea.
If you should love another one but me
May both your eyes go blind.

My home is here, in Karasuvbazar.
Send me your news, and I will write you mine.
If I should love another one but you,
May I burn in my grave.

If you must go, may fortune go with you
No one will bar your way.
Remember what our ancestors taught us:
“Decide, and no more weeping or complaints.”

KENE ALDI ĞAM BENİ

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Üsküt (Pryvitne)

This colorful place was the largest Crimean Tatar settlement of several thousand people before the genocide of 1944. People here spoke a distinct dialect of the Crimean Tatar language, which could not be confused with others.

About this song

The song is unique in its melody, harmony, and virtuoso melismatics. From the first lines, we hear that longing has overcome the author so much that he wants to kill himself. And given the Islamic faith of the Crimean Tatars, we understand that it is very bold to say it open.

KENE ALDI ĞAM BENİ

KENE ALDI ĞAM BENİ,
ÖLDÜREYİM KENDİMİ?
ĞAM İÇÜN YARATTIÑMI,
AMANIM, AMAN,
YARADANIM SEN BENİ.
KEL, KEL, TABİP, A-DOST, EY!

AYDIN GECE, YILDIZ YOQ,
SENDEN ĞAYRI YAREM YOQ.
KEL, RAHM EYLE, EL KÖZLÜM,
AMANIM, AMAN,
HASRETİÑDEN HALIM YOQ,
KEL, KEL, TABİP, A-DOST, EY!

Despair

Again despair has seized me.
I destroy myself.
Have I been made for suffering,
Created for this sorrow?
Have mercy, Healer!
Come relieve my grief.
Again despair has seized me.
The moon is bright, there are no stars.
You are my love, there are no other loves.
Have mercy, Healer!
Come relieve my grief.

DAĞLARNIÑ YOLLARI

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Eski Kermen / Bağçasaray (Bakhchysarai)

Translated from Crimean Tatar, it means “palace garden”. Located in the inner range of the Crimean Mountains, in the valley of the Churuk-Su River, the city is known for its thousand-year history and unique cultural heritage. Bakhchisarai used to be the capital of the Crimean Khanate - the residence of the Crimean Khans, the Khan Palace, has survived to this day. It was where the Crimean Tatar educator Ismail Gasprinsky published the Terciman newspaper, known throughout the Turkic world, after the annexation of 1783.

About this song

A song about loyalty and devotion: “Mountain roads are not trouble-free — they are full of thorns…” No matter what happens to the hero on his way, he will still overcome all obstacles to be with his sweetheart.

DAĞLARNIÑ YOLLARI

DAĞLARNIÑ YOLLARI DOLUDIR DİKEN,
KÖR OLSUN DİKENİ YOLLARA TÖKKEN,
YAR, YAR, AMAN, ELÂ KÖZLÜM, YAR.

HEY, QAŞLARI QARA, KÖZLERİ ELÂ,
KİRPİKLERİ SÜRMELİ,
YAR, YAR, ELÂ KÖZLÜM, YAR.

YAT ELLERE VERMEM SENİ, ЕLLERE,
YAR, YAR, DİLLERE YAR.

DAĞLARNIÑ YOLLARI DOLUDIR LÂLE,
ETTİÑ YAREM MENİ DELİ-DİVANE.
YAR, YAR, ELÂ KÖZLÜM YAR.

Mountain paths

The mountain paths are full of thorns.
May he who put them in my way
be stricken blind
Oh, my dark-eyed darling!

Dark eyes burn bright,
Black brows arch high,
Oh, my dark-eyed darling!
No one’s hand but mine will touch you,
No one’s, my beloved
My heart’s delight.

The mountain paths are lined with tulips,
You drive me crazy with love
Oh, my dark-eyed darling!

QARANFİL

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Kefe (Feodosia)

Once (1475-1774), this city was the center of the Ottoman region in Crimea. One of the main ports of the Ottoman Empire was located here. The city was so large and popular that locals nicknamed it Kuchuk Istanbul (“Little Istanbul”).
The highest mosque in Crimea, the Sultan Selim Mosque, designed by the renowned architect Mimar Sinan, was located in Kefe (now Feodosia), but it was destroyed.

About this song

A story about rejection — the guy wanted to win the girl’s affection, but she was only playing with him, he asked for her father’s blessing, but did not receive it.

QARANFİL

QARANFİLİM MORLANA,
NE HOR BAQTIÑ SEN MAÑA.
HOR BAQTIĞIÑ BİLGEN OLSAM,
GÖÑÜL VERMEZDİM SAÑA.

QARANFİL OLACAQSIÑ,
SARARIP SOLACAQSIÑ.
MEN BABAÑDAN RAZILIQ ALDIM,
SEN MENİM OLACAQSIÑ.

QARANFİL QURUTMADIM,
MEN SENİ UNUTMADIM.
HASRETİÑNİ ÇOQ ÇEKTİM,
ÜSTÜÑE YAR TUTMADIM.

QARANFİL OLACAQSIÑ,
SARARIP SOLACAQSIÑ.
MEN BABAÑDAN RAZILIQ ALDIM,
SEN MENİM OLACAQSIÑ.

Carnation

My carnation suddenly turned blue.
How could you give me such a haughty look?
If I thought I would see this in your eyes
I never would have given you my heart.

You, like a plucked carnation, will grow old,
Like a dry flower you will fade and yellow …
I asked your father for his blessing
To take you as my wife,

It was not I who made the flower wilt
I never have forgotten you, beloved.
I suffer and I grieve,
For I never made you my own.

NOĞAY BEYİTLERİ

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Dzhankoi

The name of the city comes from the steppe dialect of the Crimean Tatar language and translates as “new village.”
From ancient times, various Turkic peoples inhabited these lands. In the steppe part of the peninsula, one of the sub-ethnic groups of Crimean Tatars formed - the steppe Nogais. The former small settlement, Djankoy, became a real infrastructure hub, connecting Crimea with mainland Ukraine and European cities.

About this song

These are old Nogai verses. There could be 25 verses in one song, but this time we hear only two. We learn about the fate of a widow weeping for her husband: on the day of her sweetheart’s death, she was afraid of condemnation, on the second day — of God’s punishment, and on the third day, she was already looking for someone else who would care for her.

NOĞAY BEYİTLERİ

AY!
AYT DESEÑİZ, MEN AYTAYIM NOĞAYNIÑ BEYİTİN,
BİLGENDEN SOÑ.
TİLİM, TİŞİM KÖRÜNE EKEN, AV EGİLER,
KÜLGENDEN SOÑ.
MEN ARUVMAN DEP, MAQTANMA,
SENDEN ARUVIN TABARMAN,
QIDIRĞANDAN SOÑ.
EKİ AYAĞIÑ YATQA QAZIQ BOLACAQ,
YERGE YATIP, YIQILIP,
TIĞIRĞANDAN SOÑ.
QABIRĞAÑDA ET QALDIRMAM, AY,
SIDIRĞANDAN SOÑ, AY.

AY!
SEKİZ TÖBE BERİP ALĞAN,
BAYNIÑ QIZIN,
SORASAÑIZ, MEN AYTAYIM,
BİZGE NETER.
ÖLGEN KÜNÜ, KİŞİDEN YALIP,
ADAVINI ETER,
ÜÇÜNCİ KÜNÜ, ALLAHTAN QORQIP,
DUASINI ETER,
DÖRTÜNCİ KÜNÜ, DUVADAQNIÑ ANASIDAY,
CADILANIP, AY,
ERGE DE KETER. AY!

Nogai Songs

I’ll sing for you these verses that I learned from the Nogais,
Be careful you don’t laugh too hard, or you will split your sides.

Don’t boast to me how strong you are, and I will show you why:
I’ll toss you up over my head, and you’ll go flying high.

You’ll come down with a mighty thump and all will see you there,
Your head deep down into the muck, your legs up in the air.

And then, when you are in this pose, I’ll pluck you like a duck,
You’ll have no meat left on your ribs and you’ll be out of luck!

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If you would take a wealthy wife, you really should think twice,
You will regret it all your life, it won’t be very nice.

The day you die, she’ll bury you and she will be so sad,
She’ll do it proper, to make sure that you are truly dead.

The second day she’ll pray to God, and she’ll make such a din
That everyone in town would know that she could have no sin.

The third day, like a bustard hen, she’ll let her feathers down,
Put on fine clothes and jewellery, and ride out into town!

ARAFAT DAĞINDAN

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Aqmescit (Simferopol)

The capital of Crimea is one of the cultural centers located in the heart of the peninsula. The name translates from Crimean Tatar as “White Mosque” - in honor of the mosque made of white stone now called “Kebir Jami”. A city in a picturesque region with remarkable religious buildings, architectural and cultural monuments.

About this song

One of the few songs on a religious theme. The story is about how a man climbs the Arafat mountain, and after returning from the pilgrimage he receives the honorary title of Haji.

ARAFAT DAĞINDAN

ARAFAT DAĞINDAN, DAĞINDAN,
ENERLER HACILAR,
ENERLER HACILAR.
YÜREGİMDE BİTMEZ DE ACILAR,
ĞAMLAR DA, ACILAR,
ĞAMLAR DA, ACILAR.

VARAYIM, GİDEYİM, GİDEYİM,
DAĞLARNIÑ BAŞINA,
DAĞLARNIÑ BAŞINA.
İSMİÑNİ YAZDIRAYIM, YAZDIRAYIM,
QABRİMNİÑ TAŞINA,
QABRİMNİÑ TAŞINA.

From Mountain Arafat

From the mountain Arafat
the mountain,
The pilgrims come down,
pilgrims come down
My heart is full
heart is full
Of bitter sorrow,
bitter sorrow

I will get up and go
get up and go
To the top of the mountain
top of the mountain
I will have your name chiseled
your name chiseled
On my gravestone
my gravestone.

EKİ ÇEŞME

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Tuvaq / KüçükÖzen (Rybache / Malorichenske)

The villages in the mountainous part of Crimea were surrounded by gardens and vineyards, and amid the lush greenery and beauty, one could see the slender white minarets of the mosques. While strolling through the village, one could hear the sound of a cheshme (a spring), which only the Crimean Tatars could find and process.
In this incredible atmosphere, the famous Ukrainian writer Mykhailo Kotsiubynsky wrote the novella-watercolor “On a Stone,” which describes the life of a Crimean Tatar family. To this day, a coffeehouse in Küçük-Üzen, where the writer lived, has been preserved.”

About this song

In the past, Crimean Tatar youth could freely gather only in bustling spots, such as “Çeşme” – water springs fashioned as fountains. The song abounds with allegories, two Çeşme like two wellsprings of love (a boy and a girl): he delved deep into the realm of platonic affection, as though he quenched his thirst from the waters, and, if the girl’s feelings are mutual, he’ll send forth suitors.

EKİ ÇEŞME

EKİ ÇEŞME YAN-YANA,
SUV İÇTİM QANA-QANA.
SENİ DOĞURAN ANA,
OLSUN MAÑA QAYNANA.

SALLASANA, SALLASANA, YAVLUĞIÑI,
BİR MEKTÜPNEN BİLDİRSENE SAVLUĞIÑI.

BİR DALDA EKİ ALMA,
BİRİN AL, BİRİN ALMA.
YALVARIRIM MEN SAÑA,
TEZ OL, PEŞİMDEN QALMA.

BİR DALDA EKİ KİRAZ,
BİRİ AL, BİRİ BEYAZ.
ÇOQ SAĞINDIM MEN SENİ,
MAÑA BİR MEKTÜPÇİK YAZ.

Two Springs

Two springs are side by side – I will drink my fill.
Let your mother be our mother, if she will.

Wave goodbye, wave goodbye,
Write me letters by and by.

On one bough two apples grow – pluck one, leave one hanging.
I love you so very much, don’t be long returning.

On one branch two cherries dance - white and red together.
Oh, I beg you, my beloved, send me just one letter.

MENİ ĞAMDAN AZAT EYLE

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Yalta

The Crimean Tatar name Yalta translates as “on the coast”. French traveler Joseph de Bay wrote with admiration about the beauty of the Crimean Tatars in this area: “It is clear that their blood is a mix of Italians-Genoese, Greeks, and Goths”. After the genocide of 1944, the old Crimean Tatar villages of Autka, Derekoj, and Ay-Vasily were included in the city. Yalta is a popular center for international tourism, but it only became a resort city in the 19th century.

About this song

It is a confession on behalf of a man that no matter which decision his wife makes, he will still blame himself for it: “How did I hurt you? But even if all this happened, my soul is still with you forever”.

MENİ ĞAMDAN AZAT EYLE

MENİ DE ĞAMDAN AZAT EYLE,
NE GÜNÂHİM VAR MENİM?
AÇILMAMIŞ GÜLE DE BEÑZER,
NAZLI DA YAREM VAR MENİM.

KÜSME DE YAREM, BARIŞALIM,
HER QABAHAT MENDEDİR.
HER QABAHAT MENDE İSE,
KENE DE GÖÑLÜM SENDEDİR.

Free Me From Tornment

Free me from this torment!
How have I wronged you?
You are like a budding rose,
My delicate, capricious love.

Don’t hold this grudge, letnbsp;have peace!
The fault is yours,
and even if it’s mine -
My heart is yours to keep.

YOSMAM

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Aqyar (Sevastopol)

Aqyar means “white steep shore or cliff near the sea” in the Crimean Tatar language and it is an important political center of the peninsula. Historic events of the Crimean War (1853-1856) unfolded here, and in 1867, the famous American writer Mark Twain visited Sevastopol and wrote about this city in his work “The Innocents Abroad”.

About this song

A song about a man who asks his sweetheart not to bemoan him during their separation, to believe in his happy return: “Please, my beauty, don’t shed tears for me — I will return, believe me, leave your worries behind!”

YOSMAM

KEMANÇEMNİÑ TELLERİ. YOSMAM,
BAĞLAMADIR, BAĞLAMA.
YOSMAM, BAĞLAMADIR, BAĞLAMA.
GİDERSEM DE GELİRİM,
YOSMAM, MENİM İÇÜN AĞLAMA.
YOSMAM, MENİM İÇÜN AĞLAMA.

KEMANÇE ÇALA-ÇALA, YOSMAM,
AĞIRDI PARMAQLARIM,
YOSMAM, AĞIRDI PARMAQLARIM,
HEY, QIZ, KÖZÜÑNİ TUTAR,
YOSMAM, MENİM YALVARMAQLARIM,
YOSMAM, MENİM YALVARMAQLARIM.

ALÇAQLARA QARLAR YAĞAR, İRİMEZ OLDI.
KETTİ YAREM UZAQLARA, KÖRÜNMEZ OLDI.
ALÇAQLARA QARLAR YAĞAR, ÜŞÜMEDİÑMİ?
BU İŞLERNİÑ SOÑRASINI TÜŞÜNMEDİÑMİ?

My Beauty

The strings of my kemanche are well-tuned
Well-tuned, my beauty.
If I leave here, I will be back, don’t weep for me
Don’t weep, my beauty.

I play the kemanche until my fingers bleed,
My fingers bleed, my beauty.
My girl, will you at least look my way?
I beg you, my beauty.

Snows fall in the lowlands, fall and stay,
My love went wandering, he’s still away.
Snows fall in the valley – are you cold?
Think of the consequences, traveler so bold.

HEM SEVERSİÑ, HEM SEVMEZSİÑ

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Alushta

Alushta is located in the valleys of the mountain rivers Ulu-Uzen and Demerdzhi. It is one of the cultural centers of Crimea, famous for its rich history and picturesque landscapes. The Byzantine fortification Aluston, built by order of the Byzantine Emperor Justinian I, has been partially preserved here.
Crimean Tatars in this area were engaged in viticulture, horticulture, tobacco and wheat cultivation, and forestry. The beauty of this area and its inhabitants so captivated Polish poet and writer Adam Mickiewicz that he created sonnets “Alushta in the Daytime” and “Alushta at Night”.

About this song

“You love, you love me not, and you come every evening, but I was told that you’re in love with someone else. I will drink cold water, because your love is a betrayal, and as I have to live with it, I have to cool up my feelings for you. I won’t cross a rapid river, I won’t drink cold water, I love you, I won’t surrender my intentions”. This is another diary full of reflections on love — and although the author knows that the girl has already fallen in love with someone else, he is not going to give up.

HEM SEVERSİÑ, HEM SEVMEZSİÑ

HEM SEVERSİÑ, HEM SEVMEZSİÑ,
AQŞAM OLSA KELMEZSİÑ,
SENİ MAÑA SÖYLEDİLER,
SEN BAŞQASIN SEVERSİÑ.

DERE TAŞLI, KEÇALMAM, AMAN,
SUVU SALQIN, İÇALMAM.
SEVDİM SENİ UZAQLARDAN,
YAR, SENDEN VAZGEÇLAMAM.

You Love Me You Love Me Not

You love me, you love me not,
I wait for you in vain.
I wooed you for my own,
But you love another.

I can’t cross a river in flood, aman,
I can’t drink the cold waters dry,
If I must love you from afar,
I still will not forsake you, my beloved.

BAHAR KELSE

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Old Crimea

The city of Eski Qırım was once the center of the Crimean Ulus (district of the Golden Horde). Located on the trade route of the “Silk Road”, Eski Qırım was very wealthy, and contemporaries compared it to Baghdad.
It was here that Injibek-khatun built a madrasa and invited the best scholars from different corners of the Muslim East. The city also has preserved ancient mosques such as Uzbek Khan Jami, Beybars Mosque, Muskus Jami, and others.

About this song

This song can be a testament — perhaps this person died and wrote it for his parents and sweetheart, or someone else wrote it after having heard this story. This song once again highlights the key motives of the album — care, gratitude, devotion.

BAHAR KELSE

UNUTMASAÑ, GÜZELİM MENİ,
HİÇ UNUTMAM MEN SENİ.
ARAMIZDAN DERYALAR KEÇSE,
EŞİTİRİM SESİÑNİ.

BAHAR KELSE, GÜLLER AÇSA,
QIRMIZISIN QOQLARIM.
HER KÜN SAÑA SALQIN YELNEN,
ÇOQ SELÂMLAR YOLLARIM.

BAR SÖYLEÑIZ ANAÇIĞIMA,
QARA YASLAR BAĞLASIN.
ĞARİP ANAM, ĞARİP BABAM,
MENİ AÑIP AĞLASIN.

If Spring Comes

If you do not forget me, o my love,
I will not forget you, come what may.
Should a great river divide us
I will still hear your voice.

If spring should come and flowers bloom,
I will smell the brightest blossom
And each day send you greetings
On the cool wind.

Go tell my mother
To wear black mourning clothes
My poor mother and father
Let them remember me and weep.

ÇALBAŞ BORA

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Kerch

Kerch is one of the oldest cities in modern Ukraine and Crimea. It was a Greek colony, a Byzantine settlement, and then became part of the Genoese colonies in the North Black Sea region. All of this made the city rich in historical events and cultural heritage - from Greek decorations to Byzantine historical buildings. In particular, in the 18th century, an Ottoman fortress called Yeni-Kale was built here, but the modern railway is destroying this unique object for Crimea.

About this song

It is a story about something warm and very sincere, and also about a camel who got to Kerch. Despite the song’s lively tune, we can see the moral of the story, which is that the camel is the only one who provides for the whole family. The camel has once let his owner down by going off the path, because he wanted to eat the thorns. As a result, the owner was late to the market, he lost a lot of money, and the camel was to be blamed for everything. But the owner is not angry, he just shrugs: “Well, what are we supposed to do, you are such a poor foolish camel…”

ÇALBAŞ BORA

KERİÇNİÑ YOLU YOQUŞ TA ENİŞ,
ÇALBAŞ BORA PEK YAMAN ERİŞ.
AYGİDİ SAÑA, ZALIM DA MEMİŞ,
CORTARMI EDİÑ, ÇALBAŞ BORA?

TABANLARI ALPAQ DA CALPAQ,
TİZ QAPAĞINDAN OLACAQ QALPAQ.
AYGİDİ SAÑA, BİR BASIM QAMĞAQ,
QAPARMI EDİÑ, ÇALBAŞ BORA?

KERİÇNİÑ YOLU QAP-QARA,
DEVELER OLDI MASHARA.
BİZDEN DE KETTİ BİR ETEK PARA,
SEBEP OLDI ÇALBAŞ BORA.

Old Windy / Chalbash Bora

The Kerch road winds up and down.
Old Windy stops and will not budge.
If cruel Memesh was here, and not me,
You’d run like a racehorse, Old Windy.

You plod and plod on flattened hooves,
Your big fat knees are the size of my head.
If this mountain were made of camel food,
You’d eat the whole thing, Old Windy.

The Kerch road hides in the dusk.
My camels are scattered from here to the sea.
I’ve lost all my loads and a lot of money.
All your doing, Old Windy!

PENCEREDEN

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Sudak

According to documentary sources, the first mosque in Crimea appeared in Sudak.
Today, the most famous historical site of the city is the Genoese fortress, which was built by the Italians from Genoa.

About this song

A story about an engagement and a girl waiting for the marriage proposal. She has been dreaming that her boyfriend wouldcome and sing by the window, or he would ask permission to meet her parents. But as a result, we see the tragedy of the woman full of worries, which keeps the listener in suspense from the very beginning.

PENCEREDEN

PENCEREDEN HAR GELİYUR, PENCEREDEN.
MEN ZAN ETTİM YAR GELİYUR.
OF, AMAN, AMAN, YAR, AMAN, AMAN, OF.

MEN ZAN ETTİM YAR GELİYUR,
OF, AMAN, AMAN, OF, AMAN, AMAN, OF.

PENCERESİ EŞİL BOYA,
KÖRALMADIM TOYA DA TOYA,
OF, AMAN, AMAN, YAR, AMAN, AMAN, OF.

PENCEREÑDE QARA PERDE,
SEN OĞRATTIÑ MENİ DERDE,
OF, AMAN, AMAN, YAR, AMAN, AMAN, OF.

My Window

My window is white with snow
My beloved will be here soon

My window is green
I still have not seen the one I wait for
You have cast me into the deepest suffering.