Beni hor görme kardaşımSen altınsın ben tunç muyumAynı vardan varolmuşuzSen gümüşsün ben sac mıyım
Ne varise sende bendeAynı varlık her bedendeYarın mezara girendeSen toksun da ben aç mıyım
Kimi molla kimi dervişAllah bize neler vermişKimi arı çiçek dermişSen balsın da ben çeç miyim
Topraktandır cümle bedenNefsini öldür ölmedenBöyle emretmiş yaradanSen kalemsin ben uç muyum
Tabiata Veysel aşıkTopraktan olduk kardaşıkAynı yolcuyuz yoldaşıkSen yolcusun ben baç mıyım
Don’t look down on me, my brotherYou're the gold, so am I then the bronze?We have come to exist from the same existenceYou are the silver, so am I then the sheet metal
Whatever exists in you and in meThe same existence is in each bodyWhen being buried in the grave tomorrowYou are full but am I then hungry?
Some are Mullahs, while the others are Dervishes*What all the god has given to usSome are bees and have gathered up flowers to pollinateYou are the honey, so am I then the unusable grain?
All of bodies are made out of the earthKill your self-esteem before dyingThe creator seems to have commanded that wayYou are the pen, so am I then the nib?
Veysel is in love with/enthusiastic about the natureWe became brotherly colleagues from the earthWe are the same passenger, fellow travelerYou are the traveller, so am I then the toll?