Dağlar yüce dağlar,sen çok yücesin,
Dumanından sana varılmaz dağlar,
Yeşerecek ilkbaharda çimenin,
Heybetinden sana çıkılmaz dağlar.




Bakarsın ovadan gelip geçene,
Leylekler yuva yaparlar zirvende,
Avcılar sende gelirler kekliğe,
Zirvende karın hiç eksilmez dağlar.



Sıra sıra dizilmişsin yurduma,
Toroslar güneyde Ağrı Doğuda,
Dünyanın çivisi diyorlar sana,
Dünyayı yerinde tutarsın dağlar.




Hayran kalır seni gelip görenler,
Eteğinde mutludur suyun içenler,
Zirvelerde Mehmedim sınırı bekler,
Düşmanı geçirmezsin yüce dağlar.




Akar gözlerinden tatlı pınarlar,
Göze şifa bulur sana bakanlar,
Sende hayat bulur ağaçlar kuşlar,
Hayatın menbağısın yüce dağlar.




Kar yağınca zirvelerin beyazlar,
Bazen rahmet olur bazen de çığlar,
Senin eteğinde koyunlar kuzular,
Kartala kurtlara yataksın dağlar.




Aşıklar sana bakar şiirler yazar,
Mağaranda yolcu gelip konaklar,
Dağlar sende vardır şifalı otlar,
Arı bal yapar senden yüce dağlar.




Dünyanın neşesi kanı sendedir,
Kuşların arının balı sendedir,
Aşıklar dervişler canı sendedir,
Sevgiliye giden yol yüce dağlar.

16.01.2016//KIRIKKALE
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SUPREME MOUNTAINS WITH SNOW ...

Mountains are great mountains, you are very high,
The mountains cannot reach you from their smoke,
In the spring your grass will turn green,
You cannot get over the majesty mountains.

You look at what comes and goes from the plain,
Storks nest at the top,
The hunters come to you as well
Snow never decreases on the summit mountains.

You are lined up in my dorm,
Taurus Mountains are in the south, Ağrı is in the East,
They call you the nail of the world,
You keep the world in place, mountains.

Those who come and see you will be amazed
Those who drink water are happy on their skirts,
At the summits, Mehmedim waits for the border,
You avoid the enemy, great mountains.

Sweet springs flow from your eyes,
Those who look at you find healing in the eyes,
Trees come to life in you, birds,
You are the source of life, great mountains.

When the snow falls, your peaks are whites,
Sometimes there is mercy, sometimes there is an avalanche,
Sheep lambs on your skirt,
Let the mountains sleep for eagles and wolves.

Lovers look at you and write poems,
Passengers come and stay in the cave,
You have mountains and herbs,
The bee makes honey from you, higher mountains.

You have the blood of the joy of the world,
You have the honey of birds, bees,
Lovers dervishes have your soul,
The road to beloved is lofty mountains.

16.01.2016 // KIRIKKALE
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