Kalktı göç eyledi Avşar elleri Avşar folk stood up and migrated
Ağır ağır giden eller bizimdir This slowly going folk is ours.
Arap atlar yakın eyler ırağı Arab horses make the distances shorter
Yüce dağdan aşan yollar bizimdir The roads pass over the grand mountain are ours.

Belimizde kılıcımız kirmani The swords on our belly are kirmani (a type of sword)
Taşı deler mızrağımızın temreni The head of our spears bore stones
Hakkımızda devlet etmiş fermanı The state has given the order about us
Ferman padişahın dağlar bizimdir The order is padişah´s, mountains are ours

Dadaloğlu’m yarın kavga kurulur Dadaloğlu tomorrow there will be a fight
Öter tüfek davlumbazlar vurulur Guns will sing, paddle boxes will be hit
Nice koç yiğitler yere serilir Many strong brave man will fall dead
Ölen ölür kalan sağlar bizimdir Many will die but the remaining will be ours.

Dadaloğlu

This is a very famous folk poem. It tells the difficult situation of Dadaloğlu´s tribe and their objection against the policy of the state which was against nomadism. They even want to take the risk of fighting against state not to obey the the order of padişah.

Thank you for this, gokuyum. The inevidable change of lifestyle is often the motif of folk poetry. Sadly it also reflects the misery and loss of those who would like to stick to the past.

the poet is my citizen, i know the story.

the tribes the poet lives in has no certain place to live. they live this month here, next month there, a lifelong moving people. no homes only tents carried on camels and horses.

the padishah ordered them to settle down, in order to collect taxes. Because they always moving, the goverment officials cant find them and they are free of tax.

the sadrazam (some kind of prime minister) used force to settle them down, small battles took place. this and some similar poems said...

Benden selam olsun Bolu Beyi´ ne Greetings from me to Lord of Bolu(a city)

Bir Ayrılık Bir Yoksulluk Seperation and Poverty

Yürü Bre Hızır Paşa  Go bre Hızır Pasha

Whatever disaster strikes us the worst shock always takes about fifteen minutes. After that we gradually begin to feel better if we don´t continue the pain artificially. Our wish to live is so strong. "Time is the cure" is a psychological fact.

This poem is a little bit obscene. Beware !

DEDİM DEDİ  I SAID, SHE SAID

Sabahtan uğradım ben bir fidana I went to visit a sapling this morning
Dedim mahmur musun, dedi ki yoh yoh. I said "Are you sleepy?" She said "No, no!"
Ak elleri boğum boğum kınalı Her white hands were knotty and hennaed
Dedim bayram mıdır, dedi ki yoh yoh. I said "Is it festival?" She said "No,no!"

Dedim inci nedir, dedi dişimdir I said "What is a pearl?" She said "My tooth"
Dedim kalem nedir, dedi kaşımdır I said "What is a pencil?" She said "My eyebrow."
Dedim on beş nedir, dedi yaşımdır I said "What is fifteen?" She said "My age"
Dedim daha var mı, dedi ki yoh yoh. I said "Is it more?" She said "No, no!"

Dedim ölüm vardır, dedi aynımda I said "There is death" She said "In my eyes"
Dedim zulüm vardır, dedi boynumda I said "There is cruelty" She said "On my neck"
Dedim ak sineler, dedi koynumda I said "White breasts" She said "On my chest"
Dedim sevebilsem, dedi ki yoh yoh. I said "Can I love?" She said "No,no!"

Dedim Erzurum nendir, dedi ilimdir I said "What is Erzurum?" She said "My city"
Dedim gider misin, dedi yolumdur I said "Do you go?" She said "It is my way"
Dedim Emrah nendir, dedi kulumdur I said "Who is Emrah?" She said "My slave"
Dedim satar mısın, dedi ki yoh yoh. I said "Would you sell him?" She said "No,no!"

Erzurumlu Emrah (1775-1854)

I wonder why you call it folk poetry even if the author is known. I got used to thinking about folk poetry as an oral tradition. Are you talking about folk poetry as an opposite to Ottoman poetry, gokuyum?

We call it "Türk Halk Şiiri" And it includes anonymous poems too. It has its own forms and measures. They are different than Ottoman poetry.

Here is a link for you Abla

http://www.edebiyatfakultesi.com/halk_genel_bilgi.htm

Edited (10/28/2012) by og2009
Edited (10/28/2012) by og2009

Tercümesini zor bulduğum birkaç halk şiiri demeti:

YUNUS EMRE’ DEN İKİ DÖRTLÜK

“İlim ilim bilmektir

İlim kendin bilmektir

Sen kendini bilmezsin

Ya nice okumaktır

Dört kitabın mânâsı

Bellidir bir elifte

Sen elifi bilmezsin

Bu nice okumaktır”

YUNUS EMRE’ DEN BİR DÖRTLÜK

“Söz var keser savaşı

Söz var, götürür başı

Söz var, ağılı aşı

Bal ile yağ ede bir söz “

AŞIK VEYSEL’DEN İKİ MISRA

“Koyun kurt ile gezerdi

Fikir başka başka olmasa”

“Güzelliğin on para etmez

Şu bendeki aşk olmasa”

KUL HİMMET’TEN BİR DÖRTLÜK

“Bozuk şu dünyanın temeli bozuk,

Tükendi daneler kalmadı azık

Yazıktır şu geçen ömre yazık

Bir dost bulamadım gün alşam oldu”

Edited (4/11/2013) by og2009

Science diyemeyiz çünkü burada ilimle kastedilen şey senin dediğin gibi bilgelik ve irfan. Dinbilimleri de kastedilmiş olabilir çünkü okumaktan bahsediliyor.

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Urfa Türküsü 

Urfa Song

Urfa´nın etrafı dumanlı dağlar aman aman

There are cloudy mountains around Urfa

 
İçerim yanıyor yar yar gözlerim ağlar

My inside burns, my eyes cry.

 
Benim bu derdime bulunmaz derman aman aman

For this trouble of mine can´t be found a cure.

 
Gezme ceylan bu dağlarda seni avlarlar

Don´t wander around these mountains gazelle, they will hunt you

 
Anandan babandan yardan ayrı koyarlar

They will seperate you from your mother and father

 
Urfa dağlarında gezer bir ceylan aman aman

A gazelle wanders around Urfa mountains

 
Yavrusun yitirmiş yar yar ağlıyor yaman

She lost her baby, she cries a lot

Benim bu derdime bulunmaz derman aman aman

A cure can´t be found for this trouble of mine

Gezme ceylan bu dağlarda seni avlarlar

Don´t wander around these mountains gazelle, they will hunt you

Anandan babandan yardan ayrı koyarlar

They will seperate you from your mother, your father and your beloved.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jU8DvYbQXjs

deep and misterious meanings....bence...

Exactly. Maybe the hardships of sufi way are told. Goose symbolises something. 

sacrifice maybe...

It can be many things. Maybe it symbolises our ego. It is not easy to get rid of it

just 3 words..but they are immortal during the history, life...

your point of view is very interesting; in my culture sheep are similar to yours goose; but what a big difference, for us the sheep = sacrifice, for you goose = ego....

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maybe the poet have been inspired by oral tradition; many great romanian poets (Eminescu, Cosbuc, Alecsandri) have been inspired by oral tradition for their works..