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Neyim Var Ki [English translation]
Neyim Var Ki [English translation]
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Neyim Var Ki [English translation]

We have a garden with

On one side flowers, on the other a desert

On one side a rainbow, on the other a desert

We’re those who’re stuck on the border

Hep s?n?fta kalm?slardan cok uzaktay?z; We’re far away from those who always failed

S?k?nt? cekmislere yak?n bir yerde. Close to those who’ve suffered

Victories achieved on the desert

All of them are written with blood

If u weren’t stupid ; ‘humanity’

All victories would have been achieved amicable

From every sun raise to every sunset

From every night to day there is a crime that’s being committed

We have our garden everywhere

God, there used to be prayed for you to solve sorrow

There is no use! This is very bad…

there is no cure! This is a curse…

Like it wasn’t there in the beginning

Let it be

Sagopa and Ceza in my universe

bonds for rap

my muses

my tired hands

and your musk is a gift along my mind

Im entrusted to this body

my years gave me an authority

Action became reaction

I was a flower in my own boundaries, I was purple

I filled so many fields

I was a daybreak

On a ripped sheet of a calendar hanging on a soldier’s wall

I’ve became the left hope numbers

I’m right where I want to be

Give me a few minutes, this guy can’t talk

I’m speechless

I considered a cup of coffee as your memory

My one shot love is mad drunk

Guarders of the plot legions

What else do I have left than rap

Waters drain away in these gardens

Breaking away from hellhounds

Find the water that’s not running in the desert

There are taps all over, Find it!

Try to be a mortal

All we want is peace in the ace

Let there not be any kind of burlap

Let there not be a dime left for you

Laugh once though

Just laugh once

Even when it’s only once a year

The rose will leaf out on this desert

Morning will come to an end and so will we

We will disappear in the middle of the border

We will leave our words and rap

as our heritage!

Ey! The sense of rap without any reason

Keep on circulating in my vains

Blood has piled up on my temples

I’m not a one-sentence point

My name will be buried with my poems

My lines and my background

my slapping marks

Charcoal pencil in my hands

My black eyes steering

A passenger I’m waiting on on my roads

I’m a loser

My creator, Allah! Im troubled by guilt feeling for my youth

A toy gun is dominating my hand

I’ve got used to it alot

I’m living today

tomorrow I’m faceless

Am I living eternally with thousands of taboos and thousands of punishments

Only if I could be honey and poor down

There is only my heart, my hate on this world

and thousands of my existing punishments.

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