Yunus Emre

(1238-1320 / Turkey)


Acep şu yerde var m'ola
Şöyle garip bencileyin
Bağrı başlı gözü yaşlı
Şöyle garip bencileyin

Kimseler garip olmasın
Hasret odına yanmasın
Hocam kimseler duymasın
Şöyle garip bencileyin

Nice bu dert ile yanam
Ecel ere bir gün ölem
Meğerki sinimde bulam
Şöyle garip bencileyin

Gezdim Urum ile Şam'ı
Yukarı illeri kamu
Çok istedim bulamadım
Şöyle garip bencileyin

Söyler dilim ağlar gözüm
Gariplere göynür özüm
Meğerki gökte yıldızım
Şöyle garip bencileyin

Bir garip ölmüş diyeler
Üç günden sonra duyalar
Soğuk su ile yuyalar
Şöyle garip bencileyin

Hey Emre'm Yunus biçare
Bulunmaz derdine çare
Var imdi gez şardan şara
Şöyle garip bencileyin

Submitted: Monday, October 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 07, 2013

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