Soldier Lyrics – Soldier Messages
I asked a girl what’s your name? Opened rose said. I said I love you. Laughing said go away. I asked if I could kiss you. The soldier said, “No, I’m kissing,” he said.
O white and red ornaments of the blue skies, my sister’s wedding dress, the last cover of the martyr, light light, wave wave flag! I read your epic, I will write your epic.
If you don’t come, don’t come, grandchild.
This homeland is ours, we do not need to edict! The stranger cannot enter where the soldier is.
If one day the sun will rise for my dawn, if the terrorist on the mountain is going to heat up, let the sun never rise.
First we say thanks to the homeland, then we defeat the whole world for the sake of this homeland.
Sirnak’s tin, girls pull the aunt. Say for Allah, is there any easy military service? If neither the hen nor the fox throws at dawn.
I’m going for homeland. I will back for you!
Rose oil of Isparta. I wandered the big mountain. It would look good on you. Bridal veil. The moon is born like a sini, like a cypress. Half the smell comes, like walking around Isparta.
This homeland belongs to those who stand in the black bosom of the soil like mountain ranges. It is for those who have given themselves to history for the sake of it.
Not everyone has the right to be a soldier. There’s the color of the flag, on the ground, in the sky, in the cloud. Our majesty trembles, those opposing mountains. We are the guardians of the country, we are frontier eagles.
Was it a one-man town when you left?
Twenty at dawn. It’s almost over. The end of the road appeared, passed in military service, all of the things that I wrote as a legacy to the grandchildren behind me.
Today we came to Kayseri, we are visiting with my soldier. Dawn 38, we are a guest for 24 hours in our own country today. We have never been cringing, our place is always the top layer, the most noble plate you have seen right now.
I went to Nizamiye was cut hair, they said here begins military service, began to flow from my eyes ‘tears’. Half a soldier in Kütahya, did not leave the mind at first. Half here and there I tear.
If Mardin is beautiful, you’re the reason to love you and if it’s special, you’re hidden in 340.
O now strained, undulating in the winds; The dove of peace, the eagle of war, the flower that blooms in high places! I was born under you, I will die under you.
Motherland is entrusted to the girls GOD to you kozan us ..
We’re walking in the mountains with G3
Homeland folks Sakarya. I promised to count the dawn. Patience darling patience, we are going to take the motion.
It is the blood on the flags that makes flags.
Oh, he fell to the ground for this land, soldier! Kiss the descend descending from the sky, it is worth the pak forehead. How big are you, your blood saves Tawhid. Bedr’s lions, however, were so glorious.
Dawn 39. Grandchildren we are no longer there. Today we came to Kırklareli, hello to you. In spite of everything, we are happy.
We’re in Artvin, soldier. Let’s go for a little more. Grandson face hanging. I’il go. At dawn eight we love each other.
We finish military service before Ulan military service finishes us. Look at dawn, we call you from Kocaeli. Hello, Kocaeli.
Our way to gas, the end of martyrdom, religion, service with sıdk, mother’s motherland, father’s nation, fatherland is a good homeland. His people are good.
Neither patient waits in the morning nor bloody martyr tomb nor devil sin until I wait for you.
If life is cruel, let me give you the setting, dawn.
Look at your grandson, I answered your question. Dawn was the plate, never had to go away.
On the roads of Harput, on the streets. Let me be a golden twist, in the arms of half.
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Cloves of the country of Samsun is dry. What else do you need. We missed it. Neither 355 nor 255 nor 155, dawn is only 55. These two will not come next to bi bi more. My nuts are nuts, without breaking their branches. Let’s get out of here, before the commander hears us. In Samsun there is a pier, half gone to the army. I can’t be a victim, captain, give me a break.
Being a soldier is such a proud and honorable feeling; Protecting the homeland is a key that not every young person has.
I’m tired of loneliness. I’m tired of the nights without you, I’m overwhelmed, my eyes tightly enveloping fire, I miss those warm-looking eyes.
Now we come to Şanlıurfa. It’s fun. We can stay for 24 hours, but please don’t beg. We travel around the realm, happy with my soldier. We’re going to the motion. Keep Urfa.
No paint or whitewash. Dawn only 01 ADANA
You watch at night for your homeland, you do your training in the morning for the nation, O my soldier is my homeland.
This homeland is thrown forward and sellercesine shot in the chest, just before the eraser, entering a rose garden, those who entered the black soil.
Try to keep this in mind; The moon is the hangover.
Dawn is fifty, the day we go. No plate says how many miles we have left, but we set off, 50 days later we will find our happiness, soldier. We are in the hometown of Askerim, believing is half the success. We believe and succeed. We finish our dawn. I’m wired, I’m crying. Fifty dawn, I’m coming crazy.
At dawn, slap my commander Can from the military. If you don’t, I’m coming. Oh, my God, look at me because of the dawn. In the last two months, have you been planting cloves or sugar that came from? Can we take a trip in Tokat?
We are not in that city nor this city dawn 26 ESKİŞEHİR
In training, the evergreen war sheds blood.
Did you jump high? You got the baggy bag? Dawn, Antep, grandson, wait a little crack?
We’re not commandos so we can carcass on every mountain. We’re not sailors, so we can have a lover in every port. We’re not gendarmes so we have a backpack. We’re airmen, girl, let us have air.
After this time, neither Colonel nor Colonel, 15 Days Later, all of them shinanay my daughter shinanaayy. He went to the soldier I love, passed the recruit in Burdur, and the commander chose half of the soldiers.
Heavier soldiers wait for the way, but that also ends. As for the day comes the dawn rising sun, but the current stall is Igdir.
Neither Nicosia nor Kyrenia, dawn 22 EDIRNE.
We travel around the realm, happy with my soldier. We’re going to leave, Niğde let you stay. We came to Nigde in the end, salute to the history. Let’s get back on our way without a break.
Dawn counts the bride dreams of the soldier spouse in the house ends in this vigil endure longing soldier this homeland is your work.
Oh, if those girls were soldiers, army skirts in mini skirts, taxis in thin waist band, I wouldn’t ask for it.
Oh, Kastamonu, I miss him very much. Çatalzeytin, close to Abana, beware of the hidden gendününün. Girls without a sister-in-law, all of you burn candles.
A soldier friend is a friend to death, a death friend is a friend.
We’re not sailors so that we have a lover in every port, we are commandos and the mountains are right!
We said farewell to Osmaniye, this time we came to Kilis. We came to Sefa welcome, we waited a lot for these days. If dawn throws Karabük, our love is great.
Eighteen, dawn, we’re leaving. Don’t hope in vain, the forbidden to go before we go.
Razi your door, open your mind, open your eyes, you call me that day you ask.
We came with the call to prayer, selala. We drink our blood for this homeland as sherbet.
Who digs the macabre that won’t be too tight for you? If I say, “Let me bury you, come to history!” That book isn’t enough for the edvara you’ve ever had. Only endlessness can restrain you.
They drew my picture on the mountains, they put my name in the commando and they sent you my picture so that I couldn’t come back one day.
We are the soldiers of Ataturk sober Vatan entrusted us.
When flowers fade in the mountains, when clouds fill the skies, when rains flood, believe me, honey, I am crying.
Although we do not leave the fancy steps of the socialite, we know well that even the eagles shoot the enemy in the high mountains where they are afraid to make a nest.
Don’t look at my picture and cry, hang on the wall if I have value, or throw it on fire if I don’t have value.
My history, my honor, my poetry, everything on earth, like wherever you want to stand, I’ll put you there!
What martyrs we have given for the sake of homeland, we do not end Mehmetçik, for the sake of this homeland.
They piss me, they piss me off! Oh, shall I, or woe, or should I give up this life? You are my dear, my most beautiful part, sacrifice to you, even though my blood.
Put away the problem you give away, give way to anger tired, then show no fear, your heart may appear, let your soul rejoice come and give this day the right to think tomorrow tomorrow.
Pray to the soldier, curse terror. I’m sure you’re right on guard.
What’s strange is that you’re actually twenty years old, how come I’m not saying, but 365 days of chatting we do!
It’s dawn in Adiyaman. Longing. Military is over now. One more time.
This homeland does not fall from the language of history, this epic, rivers, veterans, mountains hero, ruby every stone, this homeland, the secret of life.
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The most important factor determining the strength of a nation is its military force.
The rising sun is my dawn and the setting sun is my youth.
Everything is sacred, my profession, my gun in my hand, I wait guard at the border, my weapon is honor, my uniform shroud, if necessary for the sake of the homeland, I give up my life.
The provinces of Bursa, singing bulbuls in the summer, burned me ashes, half of the longing .. Olive oil of Bursa, I traveled the big mountain. Come and get me, you know what would suit me, bridal veil.
If neither the tile nor the brick, our dawn throws 48 MUĞLA. We wander around Manice, every region is our homeland. Today we are in Muş, we have the right to visit. I said, I can’t walk around the mountains of Mus. I said, “Pasha for the soldier.
It’s dawn, fifty-two, I can’t fit in. My nuts are nuts, without breaking their branches. Let’s get out of here, before the commander hears us. Today we come to Ordu, we will go halfway through. No offense, no offense, we came to this dawn deserving.
He lives in the mountains, if you need me, you are one of my glorious soldiers.
As the footstep passes, he asks him when the roses open buds, the flood stops and the fire goes out while he is there, Mehmetçik is the eye light of my country.
Instead of having a daughter like a moonlight, let my son be like dawn.
Thanks to you, we are happy in your home Thanks to you, we pass our lives in this country, soldier.
The mountain of Bolu has gone down, the scenery is very pleasant, my commanding slave can bring me back.
The most beautiful blue. Every shade of green. It’s like paradise. Let’s Go Giresun
Even though every rising sun takes days from my life, it will surely rise for my freedom.
They don’t call me your military service. I’m willing to do 12 years here, not 12 months, as long as our martyrs sleep comfortably ..
May the lions of the mountains be like your day and night my prayers with you soldier.
I founded the pier in Izmir, I came to the military. No permission, no excuse. Izmir is in Izmir, Izmir is in the mountains, don’t touch Izmir because it is in my dawn. İzmir’s vineyard, Bursa’s Uludağ. The age of the soldier, through the eyes of the mite. I shook the hoop, shook my hair long. I sent my medium-sized soldier to Izmir.
The castle looks at the castle, Urfa looks at Mardin. I loved it so much it hurts every look. I pitched tents to the flats, thorns to the eyes. I’ll take my soldier, Mardin to you.
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Although farewells are difficult, sometimes you have to go.
I love scratch the land, love wraps the wound. As long as it is half, what should I do Ak’SARAY.
Will dawn 320 end? O soldier I’m always waiting for you ..
I’m from Erzincan, very excited.
Barracks ended spring. You got a week to get the bill. I travel around town. Get off, grandchild. What are you looking at, commander? I’il stay for 7 days. Neither Cola nor Fanta Only and only Yedigün.
Commandos die when they are forgotten, not when shot.
Hakka had crossed all of them suddenly poured into Hakka everyone deeply; and regretted Mehmetçik from his triumph tomorrow.
During the night watch, my soldier protects the homeland.
Summer comes in bloom, grandchildren come grandfather runs away.
The heavier the soldier to wait the way, but that will certainly end. When the day comes, the sun rises, but now it’s BAYBURT.
I came to say mania, I came to eat ice cream. I’m here for a ride.
Patter of fountain head. Bride sitting in Kirsehir. No seat, no stall. That sun will surely rise.
While challenging the years, we have been taken captive for months, but 12 years are not made for the homeland, although it is difficult.
Every mother’s son becomes a soldier, but not every young girl’s navy.
Shuhada’s body, look at the mountains, the stones. If it is not bowed, it begins to bend in the world. Injured lies lying clean out of forehead; For the sake of a crescent, or Lord, what suns set.
Although not a luxurious life in Bitlis, we have no pleasure Paşam.
We started with 365, dawn is now on the plates. Now stop in Osmaniye, we’re going to leave a little.
Dawn is NINE. NONE next week.
They said the three-day world was 460 days.
Shut up, listen to dawn. Dawn 21, say hello to everyone from me.
I set up a tent in Karabük and I became a thorn in you. Here I come, I will go, my dream remains to you.
Malatya’s apricot, half of my life gone. Rejoice in the grandchildren, you are now a man. I’m on the way to Malatya, I’m in the apricot branch. If my mother asks me, I’m in Malatya with my soldier.
They call us Homeland madman, they say you’re crazy! Fortunately, we’re out of our minds, not our blood.
No relationship, no dating. If the throw 04 Amasya remained flat. My eyes remained on the road. TSK took my love. There are also 4 days left.
The bottom of the castle Mersin. I’il wait for half. Soldier watching the road. May God give patience. Buy your handkerchief twice, buy one and sell one. Today we are guests in Icel, let’s go everywhere.
No colonel, no colonel. Regiment, sir.
Half gone to the soldier, we wait excitedly. Our dawn is touring in Sinop today.
I left you twenty years old, I saw myself on guard duty, if you see my name at the grave, don’t cry and cry on me, Mother!
The tree breaks, the branch remains, and the father goes.
We call from Usak: We love each other very much. Gell, Geeell. The half-soldier, my eyes are waiting for him on the road, dawn is in UŞAK today, we will visit for 24 hours
You are the heart of the Turkish nation!
Breakfast only at home next week.
We left the road from Tekirdag, gave a break in Sivas. Now we go to Sinop.
We came, we saw, we go. Today we are touring in Çanakkale, we are finishing this dawn. Sir, we call it mister after 17 days. Our heart is loving, the only obstacle is the path of happiness that will appear as soon as Gallipoli military service ends.
Valiant sign of war, the flag is rising!
Dawn is in Agri. This heart is alive. Don’t hold me too long, commander. My eyes are on the road.
Grandchildren, walk in front of me. I found no fountain, no half in Bartın. My half is in Izmir, unique in the world.
We’il land at the creek, welcome to Rize. We started from the districts, we go sightseeing.
The commander has found the military like us, yacht get up and ride is over. When you leave in 34 days, watch your granddaughter and your grandfather.
It’s dawn, Muğla, I wish I had a soldier with me.
Every sun rising is a loss of my youth, every sun set is a loss of my dawn.
Instead of sand, I step into the earth, and I reach out for a bunk bed instead of a deck chair. Thank you, military service.
What we gave martyrs, we had a war … dear to the Republic of Turkey nor the Turkish military sacrifice bless you.
I know what I miss my soldier hands, days not approached the motion. Today we’ve done the dawn in Hakkari, thirty, I’m sorry, commander, a month later we’re gone.
I shook the hoop, I shook my hair long. I sent my tall soldier to Yozgat. No bread, no onion at dawn, Van.
In my dream I saw the mother’s lap, woke up I looked at the military quarry, the paralyzed part of the house quarry, don’t cry, my mother will return one day.
Try not to think of me during night shifts. I don’t want you to get caught while you sleep.
The only being who wants to leave his day by day is the soldier.
If a person counts days, he’s either a prisoner or a soldier.
Not that house or this house. Come on, soldier to the SILVER at dawn 29.
I can’t wait to tell you about those beautiful military memories! You come as soon as I can, I’m willing to listen.
Dawn in Siirt today, we will have fun with the province. If we go to our house now.
It’s not dawn, you’re hurting me without you! I miss you so much sweetheart.
Erzurum evolves, çarh whether you turn around, half of the pots of the enemy to the head of the devilesen.
Today’s stop is sinemaria film haberleri , we’re going to go on hand.
No matter how rich the dawn, one day is condemned to impoverishment.
We take the seizures, we take the dawn bata bata, the motion. In 62 days. We arrived in Tunceli tonight, 24 hours a day with us guests. The Munzur of Tunceli is the peace of my heart in half. The soldier of whom he loved, the light of his eyes.
This horizon does not come to you, this jihad does not take you. O son of martyr, martyr, don’t ask me. The Prophet has opened the door to you.