Out of this world, we’re on our way:
Our greetings to those who will stay
We send all our greetings to those
Who give us their blessings and pray.
Under Death’s weight, our backs gave way;
Now our tongues have nothing to say
We send greetings to those who’ve asked
About us as, near death, we lay.
Fateful Death takes our lives away:
None can escape, none goes astray.
We send greetings to those who’ve asked
About us as, near death, we lay.
Listen: Mystic Yunus says so.
His eyes are filled with tears of woe.
Those who don’t know cannot know us;
We send greetings to those who know.
Bu dünyadan gider olduk
Kalanlara selâm olsun
Bizim için hayır dua
Kılanlara selâm olsun
Ecel büke belimizi
Söyletmeye dilimizi
Hasta iken hâlimizi
Soranlara selâm olsun
Dünyaya gelenler gider
Hergiz gelmez yola gider
Bizim halimizden haber
Soranlara selâm olsun
Miskin Yunus söyler sözün
Yaş doldurmuş iki gözün
Bizi bilmeyen ne bilsin
Bilenlere selâm olsun