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Söz: İsmail Büyükerol
Müzik: Kamil Abalıoğlu
Yanası yanası ciğer yanası
Yansada ağlamaz şehid anası
Ananın yaktığı asker kınası
Kıyamete kadar silinmez imiş
Soğukmuş oralar her taraf karmış
Dağlar amansızmış yollar karmış
Bastığı yerde de bir mayın varmış
Toprağa basarken bilinmez imiş.
Nöbete giderken gününü saymış
Az değil uz değil tam on dört aymış
O gece görmedik bir yıldız kaymış
Yıldız sahibine görünmez imiş
Soldier Henna
Burning ,
the heart has torned in to pieces
Even her heart torned into the pieces, she wouldn’t cry
The henna of the soldier’s mother
Won’t be wiped out till doomsday

It was cold there and snow everywhere
The mountains were huge and tracks were in snow
Where ever he walked , was covered with mines
He could not know them when stepping on the ground
He counted his day as he went to keep guard
It was no less than fourteen months
That night a star fell yet we didn’t see
The star is not seen to its master
İsmail Altunsaray - Das Henna des Soldaten [ Savaşçı Dizi © 2017 Z Yapım ]
Brennen, Brennen, Herzbrennen
Brennt es auch so weint sie nicht, die Mutter des Gefallenen
Was die Mutter bereitet ist das Henna des Soldaten
Bis zum Jüngsten Tag bleibt es
Es war kalt dort, überall war Schnee
Die Berge unanfechtbar, die Wege voller Schnee
Wo er hintrat befand sich eine Mine
Man weiß es nicht wenn man auf die Erde tritt
Als er auf die Wache ging zählte er die Tage
Nicht wenig nicht viel genau vierzehn Monate waren es
Jene Nacht fiel eine Sternschnuppe wir sahen es nicht
Der Stern blieb dem Besitzer unsichtbar
Text: İsmail Büyükerol
Musik: Kemal Abalıoğlu
Übersetzung: Sandra Pollex & Bülent Küçük