In large-scale harems, all brains are ten grams
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The last king passed away on miserable borders
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Autumn comes, thieves break their arms on bail
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It was me and a woman, as if Ankara and London
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It was an empty look, the reasons that separate a world
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Those who walk around with their hands are unaware of decency
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There's no appetite left from going nuts like this
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Now these angels roam the streets
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When you hear that I've made it, your headache will come back
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Ceiling nerves hydra rises even higher
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The ashes of their corpses as they soil my curtains
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I would shut up and wither the roses with a storm
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Let the smell of wine fill my room, make my head spin
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Virtue is asking for virtue from God.
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The victims were killed, the books were written in vain
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Look, this time I have a gun in my right hand, not a pen.
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Don't test my mind, ask for my patience and put it right
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This life hidden in the coffin and the grieved faces are bloody at night
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My city looks like a fool by deceiving itself
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I'll break my throne and it's a lie that ignites my dull fortune
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I was kicked out of school for an overdose of cigarettes
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I think I'm an obsessive patient, don't come near me
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The devil becomes women, I don't touch their bodies
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What kind of business is this, I have a smell in the rooms of your heart
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Claws with the taste of autumn at my window that sees the sun
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All my hidden secrets and only me
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Sparrows saw Hazan when my eyes were silent
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This is a hopeless town, don't think too much.
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If the pavement gets icy, your demon will get tired too
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I've had my head down, see all these years, this heart didn't shut up
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The blind see and draw the way
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All of them want to be a journeyman, Fatih Uslu is a master
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Don't look at my face like you're done
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Now go and don't mess around because I'm pretty nervous
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In yesterday's life lessons swayed, ebb and flow
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Flames descend from the sky and sprinkle on my prayers
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Don't test my mind, ask for my patience and put it right
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This life hidden in the coffin and the grieved faces are bloody at night
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My city looks like a fool by deceiving itself
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I'll break my throne and it's a lie that ignites my dull fortune |