How many people died in those minibuses on the way from "Finduk" to hazelnut?
How many seasons of novice have you stuffed laughter into your throats?
You weren't even ointment to anyone's 19th birthday!
Esra, my beautiful daughter,
Ezra is my student.
Smart girl.
Esra summer hazelnut worker
He wakes up in winter with a cream from a friend's bag.
chapped hands
Esra, only 19,
Laughter novice yet
He has a Yemeni on his head, his tongue is filled with irony
next to his cousin
Inside the old van carrying the workers
Esra got:
“We deserve this vacation. Finduk
Esra is almost there every holiday "finduk"
There is a garden there, far from home
Esra, my smart girl,
they have dimples
People want to save love in their pits
He's saving money by the end of summer
And anger at the sergeant...
Photo of a dirty slanted glass,
Esra got:
“Holy Cup...without this, there are no 25”
"What is that, Ezra?"
Esra got:
“Sir, we are 25 people and we drink water from this glass.
Never washed during the day
Sir, they give water in order.
I'm in last place
It tastes like iron when I drink it last.”
Esra, those who do not understand, angry,
She puts up a photo she took from the garden laughing with her brother
Esra, my beautiful smiling girl
Got: “Damn your nuts!”
How can you say "finduk"
How many people died in those minibuses on the way from “Finduk” to hazelnut?
How many seasons of novice have you stuffed laughter into your throats?
You weren't even ointment to anyone's 19th birthday!
Said the tyrant: "Do you think this is your homeland?"
Esragiller said: We collected hazelnuts in chests, chests, chests.
We thought that this is our hometown.
We thought that if it was winter with us, a part of this place would be cold.
May both your nuts and your cruelty sink…
Ax hahîîîîî...
Duygu Celik