7 Husbands for Hurmuz

What is an husband, girls?

Man who makes living for home...

...who turns his back in the bed and...

...sleeps like a log.

Like a coach, like a brazier...

...he's the dead-stock of home.

Hey girls, time's changed.

Men of old age were like goliath...

...their houses were like a castle...

...they used to perform like a...

...real men in the bed.

Four wives were not enough for them.

More of four they hooked up

on the string.

What happened? Time's changed.

Men got inferior, women got grandiose.

Then four men became inadequate

for one woman.

Husbands of today don't interfere

in anything...

...give and get what's needed,

pass away earlier with no trouble.

The deceased husband of Hrmz...

...owner of this huge mansion,

Pasha Fettah,

...used to shout as "Hrmz"...

...and when she gets near him,

...used to say "Check if

everything's all right".

Hrmz after examining his body,

used to say...

..."My Pasha the excellence, your bird

doesn't show up today either".

Sister, what a famous matchmaker

you are...

...you know what real a man is.

How can we identify the right man?

A man is a bird to leave you

at the first occasion.

It must be you who will catch him

and hitch on to home.

- How? - You will cherish him,

my child

He runs away if you squeeze too much...

...but if you pat his back,

call him "my hero"...

What does he do? Yes?

Then the chicks scratch around,

c*cks cheer up.

How could they boast around

saying "be you divorced"?

You the old guys, you be divorced.

We need new ones.

Hey sister, you are so witty...

Girls, why do you sit down

dressed such indecently...

...there is a man in the room.

No problem, there are no bans

for the groom.

That's right. He looks like a fly

that can bite...

I am sure this guy

will not be able to make it.

He will be cruising in the morning.

Have you heard, Hrmz had a husband

who passed away in the jail.

How could have she get married

again if he hadn't passed away?

Hrmz!

- Yes Safinaz?

What number husband is this

among your others?

He is the first after

my deceased husband...

Gossip is something you should do

in one's absence...

But it is a tradition to make

a bride cry, go away.

You the bride, come, let's belly-dance.

Come out with me.

You are not supposed to talk like this...

What are you doing? Are you

going to have me punished?

But they thought I was joking.

I gave your money, I saw how you are.

Aren't we sharing the secret?

Is the price of my matchmaking

only a schilling?

Husband none, home like a barn.

Perfect fit!

You were supposed to take me

to this mansion?

If I hadn't introduced you the codger

called "Fettah Pasha"...

...how would have you owned

this mansion?

But what I get is only a widow's

pension of a few cents.

Let the master take over the job,

child.

Look at the husbands I found;

one Pasha, one Captain!

And yours?

Sorry but you fall in love

with basin in the baths...

...and with clarinet in the

wedding ceremony!

Hey come on, what number

husband is this man? Count please.

Let me see, Fettah Pasha one,

but he passed away, so not included.

Barber Hasan, one;

night man Memo, two...

And you host those slovens

in the mansion, right?

When do all those men visit you?

Don't worry, all of them don't show

up at the same time of course.

Each one has a different day.

On Tuesdays, may barber expects me

at his own home.

He thinks I'm a housemaid

in the mansion.

Wednesdays belong to the

night man Memo...

...he comes here and sleeps

like a log till the morning.

Thursday is the day of my

Sergeant Memed Ali living abroad...

Isn't he dead?

He's in the war, but he is alive,

I receive his letters.

Cotton-fluffer Rstem in Lleburgaz,

takes Fridays.

Saturdays taken by Rocket mer...

...he's in the jail because of

fighting around.

It's good he's in the jail, I can relax.

And the sixth, if god allows,

Captain Hzr!

I plan to allocate him the Sundays...

- Oh my god!

My husbands, my husbands, my husbands...

How can you keep all those

secrets on your own?

OK, this room is yours.

- Hey God!

But now we share the secrets.

- Thank god.

Let's go inside and celebrate this.

- Yes!

Maybe we can match make

Gnter Pasha for me, the yellow head.

What?

I am not informed about

the village lately.

I got horny too, for your info.

Come.

Girls!

# You place your boat down

to the arms of the sea #

# Oh sea, Black sea,

takes you in his arms, #

# You sail shore by shore, #

# You release the fish net

down to the water, #

# Boat starts sailing backwards #

# Comes the fish right to the fishnet, #

# Flows the water straight to the rocks #

# Welcome you, the generous sea,

welcome. #

# Oh sea, shivers the water of

Black sea. #

# This girl is sometimes calm but

sometimes get wavy. #

# I am drunk with the love of the sea, #

# Sail my Dragon, this girl's staying

here. #

# I'm looking at Hzr behind the boat, #

# Hzr the Sea Dragon, sea got misty. #

# Oh sea, shivers the water of

Black sea. #

# This girl is sometimes calm but

sometimes get wavy. #

Release my bird, here came the releaser.

Releaser...

Let my heart, my bird fly

away and land someday,

Time of death comes and finds you.

Let yourself taken into hands someday.

Release my bird, here came the releaser

Could we set a bird free

for the sake of my father?

Let's do. How much?

Somebody's money,

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