Lyrics of Life

It was afternoon the sky dressed as spring. One moment more and it would have conducted the dance of death in the city. It was afternoon. In...

Night has completely passed, yet you lie awake here, I cannot sleep—when will I sleep without you? The home has turned into a prison where...

After Halabja* suffocated, I wrote a long complaint to God Before everyone, I read it to a tree. The tree cried. From one side, a bird, a po...

I heard a girl's lament - yesterday she howled  Like a prisoner and so passionate, it melted the heart Such voice and shape no one has h...

What I know of the sea is so little yet all I want to do is swim! Without leaning too long on reality I'd like to view all my memories o...

The sorrow and suffering of Kurdish girls cannot be told in a hundred stories From the ranks of humanity, they have been driven away lower t...

The happy day of Kurdish youth is still hidden by a heavy black cloud until the face of the city´s daughter is hidden from the eyes Your vei...

Four children a Turk, a Persian an Arab and a Kurd were collectively drawing the picture of a man. The first drew his head The second drew h...

I challenge poverty, privation, pain.  I resist times of oppression with strength. I have courage. I do not love angel eyes, skin white as m...

Adored land, my country, a love that I had lost.. if you had been remote  in an inaccessible sky or at a summit of the world I would have ...