On the marriage anniversary celebration of my friend Yevrem
The music of our time was imposed
And wine was poured from different barrels
And everything that should be done was done
But an unknown genius turned the TV on
and the News were on, of all things, and ruined everything for us
And the herd scattered all over the hardwood floor
and in the blink of an eye we all got bummed out and gloomy as if it was a funeral*
Bad news times six
Ooh la la, the high and mighty are all happy
I realize : Better war than work
But I don't want an homage so
Evil geezers are busy with the new summit
Oh, they're all snooty, set the whole world on fire
And the other organ they couldn't get up** even with dynamite
because they shot their last bullet a long while ago
Geezers, better just play chess, ola-la
The impotent are happy
They have one or two calendars left***
so they're packing up for the clouds and guys like me
The bullshit with the TV was a real bummer
Because the males**** were foaming at the mouth about military forces
and the ladies retired to watch "Twin Peaks"
and no one was listening to old Dylan no more
Bad news, and all that times six
Ooh la la, the high and mighty are all happy
I realize : Better war than work
But I don't want an homage, so
Geezers, better just play chess, ola-la
The impotent are happy
They have one or two calendars left
so they're packing up for the clouds and guys like me
Ooh la la, they sent to the naked Islands*****
So what? they did their time
Ooh la la, they spill fire out of their nostrils
I realize: they're pushing people to fight
Ooh la la, I dream of councils, I dream of conferences
So what? I dream of MUP's****** sheep and parliaments
Ooh la la, someone pinch me now
I realize, they're dragging me to their camps
Ooh la la, ,they're profiting off the chaos
Oh so what? They're hiding behind the nation
Ooh la la, no one is looking us in the eye
I realize