Bugün biraz içtim [English translation]

Chorus:

I had a little drink today, sorry mom

Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes

That want to gnaw my flesh

Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly

Anıl Piyanсı:

These things happen

I'm stuck with in this enormous world

Tell me man

How much you are you, why is this dizziness

It makes you think all the malignancy is on open buffets, self-service

And I've filled my plate with every trouble one by one

I used to take on load on my back, as I sweat on my forehead

Believe me it's been a long time, I've been looking for an answer

Then I noticed that I started running away from problems at any time

And I was taking aims before thinking

Even if I hit the bull's-eye I got tired

So I had a little drink today, sorry mom

But never be anxious I never lost myself

Maybe I didn't really try myself enough today

I didn't talk about it at all 'cause I couldn't get over the truth

But I didn't ruin the ceremony after all

I want to spend every split second with music

If you feel like it then let's have a talk come let's drink 'till morning

The world isn't a prison

Chorus:

I had a little drink today, sorry mom

Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes

That want to gnaw my flesh

Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly

Ais Ezhel:

My empty stomach gets full, with every single dream that fill me up

Man I eat boyoz in İzmir, in Ankara I get frosty

That's how life passes with raises and falls and it mutilates the man, too

So hold tour head up high don't be knockouted, but

If you're one of those kids who climbed moving staircases backwards

Don't be afraid of anything

Getting tired amuses, amusing never tires

If there're so many handicaps, being free is what you do

You do cleaning much, this world is a frothy dirt

But you can't get mad despite 'em all, that's why you should stay optimistic

Just to remove the bug city's zombiness off myself

Streets are putril, you bastard, breathe the air, you bastard

If even your shadow is a danger , you better turn into RedKit

All of those workingman are heroes

To all those who finds hard to turn a honest penny it's easy to become a pimp

Chorus:

I had a little drink today, sorry mom

Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes

That want to gnaw my flesh

Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly

Grogi:

My mood like the pennies in my pocket, asunder

Today is Sunday, look at the news

Lies are all around what's left in the past is a disfavor for the future

I guess the time will beat the darkness

Wear your beret on your head look at your aim

Keep walking in your path keep tasting the sorrow in streets

Live the life the one who doesn't talk about his troubles, he swarm with 'em

Shut the fuck up 'cause that's not what we're talking about you bastard

Extend it if you got a lighter, let me light my unfinished cigharatte

I'm surrounded with smokes anyway

I'm bored of the rules pitch pr toss

Everyone have the pouts, they have became either a killer or a senile

The life isn't fair you know the way it is

Live the loneliness at a young age

Then it really offends one's feelings but there's nothing one can do

Human looks for a reason to keep breathing

Chorus:

I had a little drink today, sorry mom

Tell me what I was supposed to do while I was surrounded by two buses of assholes

That want to gnaw my flesh

Oo despite every trouble I'm cabbaged I'm jolly