Kurdish Folk "Silemano" lyrics

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Waxe
adi re bawo
a şere mi Silemano
adi re, adi re ye bawo
wîy

Biko xatire aşîre bi zone
Silemane mi herkes tore têsano
biko mêso pîlvanko xesaye
qesa aşîre tore bîye zu ye

Vana koraniye heqî mi bicero
ez vano qol şîyo virenîya sil surî
ondere koye verra
Silemane mi leya sulile

Vana duzmun ne laze mi biyaro
erzeno şere xo vîle

Vano daye nu sire duzman nîyo
kemane mi bîya nanu sere dirvetîa kule

hal u mesele ma

Alack
The fire is ours, father
our lion Silemano
fire, it is with fire, father
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Son, know your tribe's farewell
our Silemano, everybody is thirsty for your blood
don't go son, Pilvank is destroyed
the tribes made a promise for you

She says: "God take my life"
I say: "A group went on the red Sileman"
in front of the destroyed mountain
our Silemano, sequential trees

She says: "Bring your son's voucher
our lion stands tall

He says: "Mother, these aren't your cartridges"
get my keman, I press my wounds

That's how we are