Yüksek Yüksek Tepelere Ev Kurmasınlar - Çapkın Müzik - Hem Annemi Hem Babamı Ben Köyümü Özledim

Çapkın Music - Group Çapkın Let them not build houses on high, high hills Let them not build houses on high, high hills Let them not give their daughters to far, far away lands Let them not give their daughters to far, far away lands Let them not scorn their mother's only child Let them not scorn their mother's only child Let it be known to the flying birds I miss my mother Both my mother and my father I miss my village Let it be known to the flying birds I miss my mother Both my mother and my father I miss my village It's been six years since I left my village It's been six years since I left my village The thorns of my village became roses for me The thorns of my village became roses for me My father's bitter words became honey for me My father's bitter words became honey for me Let it be known to the flying birds I miss my mother Both my mother and I miss my father I miss my village Let it be known to the birds that fly I miss my mother Both my mother and my father I miss my village If my mother had a sailboat, she would set sail and come If my mother had a sailboat, she would set sail and come If my father had a horse, he would ride it and come If my father had a horse, he would ride it and come If my siblings knew my way, they would come If my siblings knew my way, they would come Let it be known to the birds that fly I miss my mother Both my mother and my father I miss my village Let it be known to the birds that fly I miss my mother Both my mother and my father I miss my homeland Let it be known to the birds that fly I miss my mother Both my mother and my father I miss my country