Azeri Lyrics from Seventh Truth



Some explanatory remarks at the outset of this section are necessary: My command of either Azeri or Turkish is close to nil. The little I have been able to grasp while preparing this page was enough to boost my admiration for speakers of either language, while at the same time moving my own prospects of ever being able to understand only the crudest characteristics into a very far future indeed. What you have in front of you is the result of a collaboration with a native speaker of Turkish, Mr Engin Şirin, to whom I'm greatly indebted. Although Turkish is very closely related to Azeri some gaps have remained, as you will see. Therefore, I very much welcome amendments to this first "draft" and should like to encourage everyone fluent in this beautiful language to notify me of additional material or mistranslations! Many thanks, and again a big Thank You to Engin for your energy and patience in making this come true. You are truly şirin... There is no such thing as coincidence: one of the first words I came to understand was "aziz," meaning "precious," "mighty," "powerful," "glorious," and when used as a noun, simply "saint"...

*Ay Dilber* Daġlarin başı giş da gar olar Daġlarin başı giş da gar olar Yar yarin görmese rengi saralar Yar yarin görmese rengi saralar Araz derindir, suyu serindir Araz derindir, suyu serindir Gel nazli Dilberim, bir meni dindir Gel nazli Dilberim, bir meni dindir Ay gözelim, ay maleyim, Ay gözelim, ay maleyim, Gel meni dindir, Qelbim senindir. Dövren ne gözel, ne gözel, ne gözel Canan ne gözel, ne gözel, ne gözel Ay Dilber, can Dilber, Gel Dilber, Teller oyna sın, Ay Dilber, can Dilber, Gel Dilber, Teller oyna sın!		Hey, my Beloved In winter the mountain tops are covered with snow If lovers cannot see each others they fade away (literally: their color becomes yellow) The River Araz[1] is deep, its water is cool Come, my tender darling, and calm me down Hey, my beautiful angel Come and calm me down My heart belongs to you How wonderful is this moment, how wonderful, how wonderful How wonderful is my life-force (my beloved) Hey, my Beloved, my dearly beloved life force Come, my Darling, the strings shall play! [1] The River Araz (Arax, Araks, ancient Araxes) has its source south of Erzurum, Turkey, flowing mostly east for more than 1000 km, mainly through Turkey, Armenia and Azerbaijan, where it flows together with River Kura before entering the Caspian See.
Laçın Araz axar lil ile Deste, deste lil ile Araz axar lil ile Deste, deste lil ile Men yarımı sevirem Şirin, şirin, dil ile Men yarımı sevirem Şirin, şirin, dil ile Ay Laçın, car Laçın Men sene gurban Laçın Ay Laçın, car Laçın Men sene gurban Laçın Baġçalari sari gül Yari gönça, yari gül Baġçalari sari gül Yari gönça, yari gül Gec açıldın, tez soldun Olmaydın barı gül Gec açıldın, tez soldun Olmaydın barı gül		Araz is flowing along with a sound with a bunch of sounds I love you my darling with a sweet, sweet language Oh Laçın, my soul and life-force Laçın I sacrifice myself to you, Laçın His (Laçın’s) garden is full of yellow roses One half are buds, one half are roses You have come up too fast, faded away to soon You would never have become a true rose
Fly With Me Oxu, ey, bülbü-şeida, güli-xendan oxusun, Görsün öz aşigini, şur ile canan oxusun. Bu gözel lehcen ile aleme göster özünü, Özgeni goyma muġamatına dastan oxusun. Vetenin bülbüli-şeydalerini şure getir, Oxu bir neġme, bütün Azerbaycan oxusun!		Hey, (if you) sing in the fashion of the nightingale you sing from the land of roses You should see your love (and) sing (=read) of it with the consciousness of the life-force companion (the beloved) With this beautiful dialect (language) show the world your origin, Do not put jokes into conversation (but rather) sing a song of heroes. The songs of the fashion of the nightingale bring the Motherland to full consciousness, Sing a melody that the whole of Azerbaijan can join in the singing of!
Daha Hesretin meni üzdü ezizim Ayrılıgına döze bilmirem men Deme ki, sevgi sözdü ezizim Sensiz dolanıb, geze bilmirem Daha Halıma acı yar Ömrümün tacı yar Zavallı eşgime Göylerde aciyer Yollara baxdım, yollar yoruldu Üreyimdeki, gemdem doymadim men Hasratdan gözde yaşim gurudu Sevgi oduyla, besdir oynadim Daha		No more Your yearning has made me sad, my mighty one I am completely cut off… Don’t say that love is just a word, my mighty one Without you I can no more get up on my feet (I can’t move forward anymore) Have mercy on me, my beloved companion You are the crown of my live, my love Express your compassion for my love in your eyes I have watched the streets for so long, that even they have become tired Not even form the grief in my heart I could eat my fill My yearning for you has dried out all my tears [I can no longer play the Oud of my love to the dance]