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Tahsin Efendi and Divlek Poetry from Armenia

Tahsin Efendi and Divlek Poetry from Armenia Tahsin Efendi was born in 1295/1878 in Ermenek.

Tahsin Efendi and Divlek Poetry from Armenia

Tahsin Efendi was born in 1295/1878 in Ermenek. His family became famous as Mufti Zadeler.

His father is Müderris Said Efendi. He studied in Ermenek Junior High School and studied madrasa. He was a member of Konya Provincial General Assembly and Provincial Council for five or six years.

Currently (1926) resides in Konya.

Nice-chat is a person. He owns the following divlek (kelek) Epic:

LET BE A FEDA DAY SWEET BUTCH

Divlekte king of things to eat
I was very tired of it.
I take it on your behalf with longing ahı
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

Divlek times are a happy brew
A pleasure of divle is a thousand glass-ı cem
It is essential to remember your reputation
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

When it comes, once it's time for divlek
His patience ends, your soul is gone I am waiting to take your opportunity
Sacrifice my dear to a sweet dear.

She says sweet divlek and I'll leave home
I annoy a lot of dictators
Sometimes I'm tired of myself
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

I'll say a thousand words to buy a book
I have a lot of trouble to Divlekci
I look for my own pleasure, I know it informally
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

What can you do for Divlek
Escaped gardeners from the light wind
What a remedy is difficult to get rid of
Sacrifice my dear to a sweet dear.

I put sample Turkish delight in my pocket
Divlekçi put one in his mouth
I'll beat the sweet dunes right away
Sacrifice my dear to a sweet dear.

Divlekçi never gives me raw bald
To find it anyway a good skeleton
He wanders the field, sonny son
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

The bazaar is full of diva
I don't like it a little, I like it, bolu
I spent the money for the sake of stamp
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

I never get enough of Hıesım, too many divles
My budget doesn't always fit my desire
If he doesn't give a lot, my Lord won't put it empty
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

Two three five in the warehouse while there is
I'll take next to fifteen more
Then I find forty and fifty wives
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

I wish it was good, damn freak
God bless you more than a thousand sweet quizzes
The angel in the sky would be happy
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

If it was a dive like a mountain
If the square sinks are full
I wouldn't burn if my fortune finally found
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

Hatunsaray goods are welcome anywhere
Made from Kaçar Omer type sugar
It's unfortunate that it will soon be in my stomach
Be sacrificed, my dear, for a sweet dear.

Divlek cheese, rice, half of the stomach
Every time I give these things, I love
I was not too many, ah and dice
Sacrifice my dear to a sweet dear.

The lover cried for a long time saying Divlek
Your heart has longed for fire
Your epic cut and tied with the following words:
Sacrifice my dear

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