Delalê [English translation]

In the streets of a city in Europe

I met a Kurdish girl

Abandoned, walking

She came to me heartily

It was apparent she was looking for a solution

I said, my dear

My pretty, my friend

Abandoned, homeless

What do you go like that?

I said, my dear

My pretty, my friend

Abandoned, homeless

What do you go like that?

She said, eh brother

The oppression of the black light has come upon us

Today we left to distant lands

There are thousands of people like me

Without work, without money

In foreign countries we have become ashamed

I said, my dear

My pretty, my friend

Abandoned, homeless

What can I do?

I said, my dear

My pretty, my friend

Abandoned, homeless

What can I do?

I do not know what to do /

So tell me what should I do

She said again, eh brother

Yes, they have not told the truth

The homeland of men is the best

If there was a bit of freedom

It is more honorable to be hungry in my country

Rather than being satisfied in another country.

I said, my dear

My pretty, my friend

Abandoned, homeless

Yes, you have spoken well

I said, my dear

My pretty, my friend

Abandoned, homeless

Our country is our honor /

So, we must make our country happy /

The homeland is freedom

• Artist:Şivan Perwer