Talal Graish - ܓܟ݂݂ܪܸܺܐ ܕܗ ܛܝ̈ܪܸܺܐ versuri traducere în engleză
English
Translation Men of Tyari
She's my uncle's daughter, my uncle's daughter
My cousin, from the children of Belata
The brave men come from Sardushta
From Hulwa, young men and girls
They're villages full of memories
Of fearless heroes, full of glory
The courageous, from 1 to 100 years of age
Like Jajee, from the children of Belata
He's my uncle's son, my uncle's son
My cousin from Tyari
A courageous one, whose name was known
His origin is from Hakkari
My cousin, the young ones speak
Of Ashita and its heroism
Manhood remains until today
It is their glory and honor
They struck fear into the enemy's heart
With no remedy for it
Even today, the glory of the name lives on
The young ones speak of it with pride
He's my uncle's son, my uncle's son
My cousin from Tyari
A courageous one, whose name was known
His origin is from Hakkari
Odisho, from the House of Bareta
A pearl of sweet Nahla
Dinkha, from the House of Husudo
A dagger raised for (???)
Two lions from the sons of Legipa
Their courage knew no limits
Daggers at their sides, lifted high
For the honor of Tyari
He's my uncle's son, my uncle's son
My cousin from Tyari
A courageous one, whose name was known
His origin is from Hakkari
Well done to Chira of the House of Chaba
A fighter among fighters
Chosheeno, son of Shoneh
A son of the village, with feathers on his head
Two lions, mighty and noble
They were great Tyarayeh
Praise remains for their names
And their hearts of unmatched courage
He's my uncle's son, my uncle's son
My cousin from Tyari
A courageous one, whose name was known
His origin is from Hakkari
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05.03.2025
Celebration
It's a celebration in the village, a big celebration for the bride
Who, after sixteen years, is finally getting married
In her wedding dress, how beautiful the young girl is
Her mother looks at her and, crying, takes joy in it
The grandfather says to the grandmother, amidst all the joy:
'My little granddaughter looks just like you!'
Between stairs and steps, the bride struts
Making everyone envious who still doesn’t have a fiancé
The village square is full of relatives
Some came by mule, others by donkey
They comfort the mother who is crying freely:
'A daughter at sixty has to get married'
There are tears in the church, as if a tragedy happened
The mother says to everyone: 'They've stolen my daughter!'
It’s time to say 'yes,' 'but what is he doing? Why isn’t he speaking?'
People are amazed, but the groom can’t speak
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
05.03.2025
Sicilian honor
Sicilian
Sicilian
The honor I gave you is Sicilian
There is no wealth that can buy it
When she came to the village
She was a lost woman
People avoided her on the street
But I said to her, 'Love, my love'
She looked me straight in the eyes
Slowly, I took her to my home
After so much mud and dirt
She stayed there
And forgot about her tragic story
After two years, without saying goodbye
She returned to the mud, trampling my honor
What a disaster has fallen upon me
A street woman, without dignity
What is this life of mine?
I no longer have friends, honor... and not even you!
Sicilian
05.03.2025
We are not like you
With your hatred
This world will end
In death, in pain
In terror, it will collapse
There will be no more life
But those like us
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
You say we are crazy
For our hair
But you don't realize
That there is no reason
To give us so much hatred
And so much cruelty
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
If one day you'll understand
That this is not right
For sure, you'll cry
For this society
For all this evil
That you did to us
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
05.03.2025
Freedom
Freedom
In the sky
And within the stars
Freedom
A flower
In your hair
And within your heart
The freedom that is love
The love you give me
And I will shout to the sky
That I am alive
I will tell others
That I color myself
With your love
With the love you give me
That you give me
With your voice
With your hands
And with your warmth
You are a star
And you will guide me
And I, like a man
Will love you
Forever, that’s how I’ll be
And you, who run
For the infinite
Will point to me
The new light with your finger
And I will see you