Kapkaç [English translation]

We all became unknown perpetrators

Our tongue was cut, our mouth was shut

How far will you go?

We’re not for sale you’d better now

Who did you shut up, who did you trick?

You thought you had scammed us well

How far will you go?

We’re not for sale, you’d better know

Saying „The things you wear don’t fit our taste, blokes”

You didn’t even let us walk down the roads

Would you even tell us what to wear?

We’re not for sale, you’d better know

How far will you go?

Would you even tell us what to wear?

We demand you to answer this thing

maNga is coming, maNga is coming

Strike and flee, it’s called robbery

We’re not for sale

Strike and flee, it’s called robbery

We’re not your slaves

Strike and flee, it’s called robbery

You’d better know we’re not for sale

We all became unknown perpetrators

Our tongue was cut, our mouth was shut

Which part of us should we give?

We’re not for sale, you’d better know

Vultures gathered around our corpses

Let’s pull ourselves together

How long will you stay silent?

We’re not for sale, you’d better know

Whom did they made us responsible for?

To whom did they give our heads

Who are waiting for our last breath

To whom did they sell us?

We’re asking now, they’ll answer

They won’t go anywhere from here

They’ll put an end to this robbing

maNga is coming, maNga is coming

Strike and flee, it’s called robbery

We’re not for sale

Strike and flee, it’s called robbery

We’re not your slaves

Strike and flee, it’s called robbery

You’d better know we’re not for sale