Geryanek [English translation]

It was summer, I went to Sinjâr

Like a premature fig tree

I saw a young girl

She was pouting

I said her : you are the girl of whom ?

You are the daughter of which house ?

You are the flower of which garden ?

The daffodil of which head ?

- Boy I'm Kurdistan

I'm Kurds' desire

I'm lions' lover

I'm fell in the hands of ignorants

I walked, I went to Diyarbakir (Amed)

In the place of elders and snow

Her laments came

Wounded, her blood was flowing

I said : You are the partridge of whom ?

Why are you in the snow ?

In the which hands was you wounded ?

In the which hands your blood is flowing ?

- I'm Sheikh Said's voice

I'm a Murid for Kurdistan

I'm alone, and without all

I'm fell in the hands of enemies

I went to Mahabad for walk

Like a tree, I lost my leafs

A tree in the hands of children

They were crushing me as a toy

I said : You are which tree ?

You are like the poor of this country

They dragged you in the streets

They broke you in the middle

- Boy, I was the flag's tree

I was in the middle of Tshartshira's place

I was the Kurds' Kaaba

I'm fell in the hands of cowards

Automn came, I went to the west (Rojava)

In the plains and near rivers

I saw a beautiful girl

She put a rod in my heart

I said : you are the girl of whom ?

You are the beauty and the precious of whom ?

You are the spring of whom ?

You are the rain of which valley ?

- Boy, I'm Qamishli

I'm the precious of Shekho's land

I'm the guest of my own lands

I'm fell in the hands of dictators

• Artist:Bilind Ibrahim
• Album:Geryanek (2008)