Ben Kimim? [English translation]

Intro (x2):

Blood in my eyes, full of its tomorrow

My hands are full of its dead ends, come to the trouble

Don't abandon me to the nights in the world

(Don't abandon me to the nights in the world)

New days, new mess

New women, new beds

The price is the detours, the reason is the disableds

My body is pain, my face is always manic episodes

What is said? My problem is exaggerating the problems

Mornings are close to darkness again these days

They can't shut me up even if it's my death

I unburden my heart, nevertheless I don't shut up!

I need to slander

Of course, my body doesn't enjoy if a scar is missing

Let's fuck this world

Cut the trees and build buildings everywhere

Let's tie steel ropes through the borders

The system doesn't let us live, doesn't let Yemeni live

Big companies start the wars

But unfortunately only citizens die!

Lies, ministers of media, doesn't care, its reason isn't sought

If you have money, crazy lives

And you can do whatever crossing your mind

Don't look you can't see, you only wipe your tears

The dirt doesn't decrease because of the rain

Because sometimes to see the truth

You should close your eyes

Refrain (x3):

Blood in my eyes, full of its tomorrow

My hands are full of its dead ends, come to the trouble

Don't abandon me to the nights in the world

(I'm alone, take my power, it has pain)

All of our riots become wars, take!

Chapter 2, my front is clear again, my essence is sprinkled to my hand

The world writes my pain, shame, my painful eyes

I become some kind of a Devil, roll in Gazze

I carry the death to the ground, you don't recognize me

I'm your joy to award, bullets can't destroy me

My fate to death, your son can't beat me

Even if he's better, I will pay

And I beat him

I spill the hive to the land, I put a spoke in their wheel

I smell like hope to the air

I capture the shephard, make him get used to money

If I don't have a job, I find some acquaintances

I love the taste of lie

I stick the woman forcibly into the house, make her the property of her husband

I found a school and put my stamp on history

I find the one who is talking behind me

And I hurt him

I cross the sea, my hand's mark on your face

Calculate your money loss low, make the dumb believe

I don't sell improbable words

I wipe the science off, take it out from the syllabus

Let's work together

If we can't agree, I will write your tax debt as 1000 instead of 10

I'm always angry, nervous, guess who I am

Bridge:

Look, the problem isn't you not liking me.

The problem isn't them not liking me.

The actual problem is me not being able to love, not being able to love you.

Actually I'm not angry. I'm not angry at anyone.

I just feel sad for myself.

Refrain (x2):

Blood in my eyes, full of its tomorrow

My hands are full of its dead ends, come to the trouble

Don't abandon me to the nights in the world

(I'm alone, take my power, it has pain)

All of our riots become wars, take!