{"id":601,"date":"2010-06-09T19:04:49","date_gmt":"2010-06-09T19:04:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/arabic\/?p=601"},"modified":"2010-06-13T17:36:36","modified_gmt":"2010-06-13T17:36:36","slug":"a-great-poem-from-turkish","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/arabic\/a-great-poem-from-turkish\/","title":{"rendered":"A great poem from Turkish"},"content":{"rendered":"

A couple of years ago, I came across a lovely poem in Arabic, but it was written originally in Turkish, by a famous Turkish poet called N\u00e2z\u0131m Hikmet who was also a playwright and a novelist. He was born on January 15, 1902 to a rich Turkish family, but he was imprisoned for his communist views and died in exile in Russia on June 3, 1963. He was repeatedly arrested for his political beliefs and spent much of his adult life in prison or in exile. His poetry has been translated into more than fifty languages. I absolutely loved this poem which I read in Arabic. I hope you like it too. I translated it into English.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u0644\u0627 \u062a\u062d\u064a\u0627 \u0639\u0644\u0649 \u0627\u0644\u0623\u0631\u0636<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0643\u0645\u0633\u062a\u0623\u062c\u0631 \u0628\u064a\u062a<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0623\u0648 \u0632\u0627\u0626\u0631 \u0631\u064a\u0641 \u0648\u0633\u0637 \u0627\u0644\u062e\u0636\u0631\u0629<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0648\u0644\u062a\u062d\u064a\u0627 \u0639\u0644\u0649 \u0627\u0644\u0623\u0631\u0636<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0643\u0645\u0627 \u0644\u0648 \u0643\u0627\u0646 \u0627\u0644\u0639\u0627\u0644\u0645 \u0628\u064a\u062a \u0623\u0628\u064a\u0643
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\u062b\u0642 \u0641\u064a \u0627\u0644\u062d\u0628 \u0648\u0641\u064a \u0627\u0644\u0623\u0631\u0636 \u0648\u0641\u064a \u0627\u0644\u0628\u062d\u0631<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0648\u0644\u062a\u0645\u0646\u062d \u062b\u0642\u062a\u0643 \u0642\u0628\u0644 \u0627\u0644\u0623\u0634\u064a\u0627\u0621 \u0627\u0644\u0623\u062e\u0631\u0649 \u0644\u0644\u0625\u0646\u0633\u0627\u0646
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\u0627\u0645\u0646\u062d \u062d\u0628\u0643 \u0644\u0644\u0633\u062d\u0628 \u0648\u0644\u0644\u0622\u0644\u0629 \u0648\u0627\u0644\u0643\u062a\u0628<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0648\u0644\u062a\u0645\u0646\u062d \u062d\u0628\u0643 \u0642\u0628\u0644 \u0627\u0644\u0623\u0634\u064a\u0627\u0621 \u0627\u0644\u0623\u062e\u0631\u0649 \u0644\u0644\u0625\u0646\u0633\u0627\u0646
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\u0648\u0644\u062a\u0633\u062a\u0634\u0639\u0631 \u0627\u0643\u062a\u0626\u0627\u0628\u0629 \u0627\u0644\u063a\u0635\u0646 \u0627\u0644\u062c\u0627\u0641<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0648\u0627\u0644\u0643\u0648\u0643\u0628 \u0627\u0644\u062e\u0627\u0645\u062f<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0648\u0627\u0644\u062d\u064a\u0648\u0627\u0646 \u0627\u0644\u0645\u0642\u0639\u062f<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0648\u0644\u062a\u0633\u062a\u0634\u0639\u0631 \u0623\u0648\u0644\u0627\u064b \u0627\u0643\u062a\u0626\u0627\u0628\u0629 \u0627\u0644\u0625\u0646\u0633\u0627\u0646
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\u0644\u062a\u062d\u0645\u0644 \u0644\u0643 \u0627\u0644\u0641\u0631\u062d\u0629<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0643\u0644 \u0637\u064a\u0628\u0627\u062a \u0627\u0644\u0623\u0631\u0636<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0644\u064a\u062d\u0645\u0644 \u0644\u0643 \u0627\u0644\u0641\u0631\u062d\u0629<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0627\u0644\u0638\u0644 \u0648\u0627\u0644\u0636\u0648\u0621<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0644\u062a\u062d\u0645\u0644 \u0644\u0643 \u0627\u0644\u0641\u0631\u062d\u0629<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0627\u0644\u0641\u0635\u0648\u0644 \u0627\u0644\u0623\u0631\u0628\u0639\u0629<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0648\u0644\u0643\u0646 \u0641\u0644\u064a\u062d\u0645\u0644 \u0644\u0643 \u0627\u0644\u0625\u0646\u0633\u0627\u0646<\/strong> <\/strong><\/p>\n

\u0623\u0648\u0644 \u0641\u0631\u062d\u0629<\/strong><\/p>\n


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\u0646\u0627\u0638\u0645 \u062d\u0643\u0645\u062a<\/a>
\n\u0645\u0646 \u0642\u0635\u064a\u062f\u0629 “\u0644\u0639\u0644\u0647\u0627 \u0622\u062e\u0631 \u0631\u0633\u0627\u0644\u0629 \u0625\u0644\u0649 \u0648\u0644\u062f\u064a \u0645\u062d\u0645\u062f”
\n\u0645\u0646 \u062f\u064a\u0648\u0627\u0646 “\u0623\u063a\u0646\u064a\u0627\u062a \u0627\u0644\u0645\u0646\u0641\u0649”
\n\u062a\u0631\u062c\u0645\u0629 \u0645\u062d\u0645\u062f \u0627\u0644\u0628\u062e\u0627\u0631\u064a<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Do not live on Earth<\/p>\n

Like a house tenant<\/p>\n

Or visitor to the countryside<\/p>\n

Do live on Earth<\/p>\n

As if the world was your father’s house<\/p>\n

Trust in love, land and sea<\/p>\n

But trust Man before other things<\/p>\n

Give your love to clouds, machines and books<\/p>\n

But love Man more than other things<\/p>\n

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Do feel the gloom of a dry branch<\/p>\n

And a lifeless planet<\/p>\n

And a lame animal<\/p>\n

But feel the gloom of Man first of all<\/p>\n

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Let all the goods of earth<\/p>\n

Bring you joy<\/p>\n

Let shadow and light<\/p>\n

Bring you joy<\/p>\n

Let the four seasons<\/p>\n

Bring you joy<\/p>\n

But let Man bring you<\/p>\n

The utmost joy<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

Below is the translation of one of him poem into Arabic accompanied by a song. I do not know Turkish, so I have no way to confirm whether the words and the song match or not, but the poem is very nice!<\/p>\n

http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=nMODl0_xo78<\/a><\/p>\n

Sources: http:\/\/ar.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/%D9%86%D8%A7%D8%B8%D9%85_%D8%AD%D9%83%D9%85%D8%AA<\/a><\/p>\n

http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/N%C3%A2z%C4%B1m_Hikmet<\/a><\/p>\n

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