Benim Adam Benim Babam

This man is my father
With his octagonal cap
With your seko on your shoulder, hey
This man is my father
With his octagonal cap
With his sequoia on his shoulder, hey, hey, hey, hey

He doesn't have any money in his pocket, his cigarettes are Bafra
The wound is in your heart
Raised six children on a worker's salary
This man is my father, hey

Don't cry my father
Don't cry my dear father
The dark day will pass, my father, hey
closing a door
My father opens it again
Don't cry my father, hey

Don't cry my oppressed father
Don't cry my dear father
The dark day will pass, my father, hey
closing a door
My father opens it again
God my grandpa, hey

This man is my father
His problem is bigger than the mountains
Helpless (helpless) bent back, hey
This man is my father
His problem is bigger than the mountains
Helpless, bent over, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

He hasn't smiled for a day
He didn't know what was comfortable
He didn't wipe his tears
For a bite of bread
He didn't bow to anyone
This man is my father, hey, hey

Don't cry my father
Don't cry my dear father
The dark day will pass, my father, hey
Don't cry my father
Don't cry my dear father
The dark day will pass, my father, hey

Don't cry my father
Don't cry my dear father
The dark day will pass, my father, hey
Don't cry my father
Don't cry my dear father
The dark day will pass, my father, hey

My father was a brave man
His heart is like a barbecue
He had a heart like dough
I've looked up to him all my life
He was selfless

Maybe he didn't have a planted tree
But himself
living with dignity
It was a huge plane tree
The arm above me is a wing

It was like the mountain I leaned on
I am my father's son
I am Anatolian from head to toe