Translation of the song lyrics Proportions (Karabiber Duası 2) - Sagopa Kajmer

Proportions (Karabiber Duası 2) (original)

Rap-kolikler ordusuna katıl
Ve Bosphorus cehenneminde savaşa bir beyaz güvercin uçur
Uğurla kini ve nefreti, bir prof misali düşünedurdum
Düşünce söze düşünce sanırım hedefi buldum
Çekilişsiz, kurasız hediyeyi sundum
Al ve aç paketleri içine sevgi koydum
Arada sıkışan nefretim de cabası
Her gülüşte hissederdim
Sinsilikle karışık onca bakışın altına sıkışan armağandı içtenlik
Saf ve berrak bir edaydı beklenti
Farkına geç de olsa vardım, dinle
Artık sevgi cümleleri monoton
Yoktu milim asaleti
Yardım elini uzatın
Duygularımı bunlar katletti
Ver sadakati yanına bul ihaneti
Peki ya nedeni ne?
Revirde bedeni
Kimse suçlu değil de ne?
Vefalı bekleyişler, zamana küstü tüm bu bekçiler
İsyan etti sevgiler, direnişte nefretim
Proportions of my damn vision
Lay beyond your position
What lies behind this soul fusion
Ain’t nothing but contemplation
By my unknowingness
I put an awful test on
Human ears that rest
Without a sign of interest
Dumb, numb, fool
Called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Dumb, numb, fool
Called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Bein' a part of the ordinary was
Found to be so praiseworthy sought
After a virtue only had been lacking your individuality
It was only against the blind faith
To be original in mentality
From the catechist to the fascist
They all killed humanity
Whoever found world was round
Who of freedom made a sound
Question their authority
What was imposed beyond doubt
I, meaning the poet in me
Can be considered to be
The all-seeing I, namely
Profit of this century
Incomprehensible
Beats 'n flow my words 'n me
Captivated for most people by profane insanity (Your)
Brains washed with vanity (For)
Closed minds for novelty (Now)
Underestimated mighty power of the poetry
Dumb, numb, fool
Called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Dumb, numb, fool
Called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Proportions of my damn vision
Lay beyond your position
What lies behind this soul fusion
Ain’t nothing but contemplation
By my unknowingness
I put an awful test on
Human ears that rest
Without a sign of interest
Dumb, numb, fool
Called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Dumb, numb, fool
Called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Cenazemin omuzlarında yazılı karabiber duası
Rap, kara haber selası, kalp de hep biçare
Dudaklarımda senfonim çalarken hep duacım oldu Bass Drum
Cenazemin omuzlarında yazılı karabiber duası
Rap, kara haber selası, kalp de hep biçare
Dudaklarımda senfonim çalarken hep duacım oldu Bass Drum
Koca hestiy aya bedenem?
Cenazemin omuzlarında yazılı karabiber duası
Rap, kara haber selası, kalp de hep biçare
Dudaklarımda senfonim çalarken hep duacım oldu Bass Drum
Cenazemin omuzlarında yazılı karabiber duası
Rap, kara haber selası, kalp de hep biçare
Dudaklarımda senfonim çalarken hep duacım oldu Bass Drum
Koca hestiy aya bedenem?
«İteni iterler, bunu sakın unutma
Bu hayatın gerçeklerinden biridir, itenler itilir.»

(translation)

Join the army of rap-aholics
And fly a white dove into battle in the Hell of Bosphorus
Luckily, I used to think of grudge and hatred, like a prof.
Thought to word, thought to word, I think I found the target
I presented the undrawn, undrawn gift.
Take and open packages I put love in
Not to mention my in-between hatred
I felt it in every smile
Intimacy was the gift stuck under all those sly glances.
The expectation was pure and clear
I realized it too late, listen
No longer love phrases monotonous
There was no nobility
extend a helping hand
This killed my feelings
Give loyalty, find betrayal with you
Well, what's the reason?
body in infirmary
Nobody is guilty, but what?
Loyal waits, all these timeless watchmen
Love rebelled, my hate in resistance
Proportions of my damn vision
Lay beyond your position
What lies behind this soul fusion
Ain't nothing but contemplation
By my unknowingness
I put an awful test on
Human ears that rest
Without a sign of interest
dumb, numb, fool
called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
dumb, numb, fool
called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Bein' a part of the ordinary was
Found to be so praiseworthy sought
After a virtue only had been lacking your individuality
It was only against the blind faith
To be original in mentality
From the catechist to the fascist
They all killed humanity
Whoever found the world was round
Who of freedom made a sound
Question their authority
What was imposed beyond doubt
I, meaning the poet in me
Can be
The all-seeing I, namely
Profit of this century
Incomprehensible
Beats 'n flow my words 'n me
Captivated for most people by profane insanity (Your)
Brains washed with vanity (For)
Closed minds for novelty (Now)
Underestimated mighty power of the poetry
dumb, numb, fool
called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
dumb, numb, fool
called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Proportions of my damn vision
Lay beyond your position
What lies behind this soul fusion
Ain't nothing but contemplation
By my unknowingness
I put an awful test on
Human ears that rest
Without a sign of interest
dumb, numb, fool
called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
dumb, numb, fool
called me
How come who really
Incredibly hated any type of curiosity
Black pepper prayer written on the shoulders of my funeral
Rap, black news, the heart is always helpless
Bass Drum has always been my prayer when the symphony was playing on my lips
Black pepper prayer written on the shoulders of my funeral
Rap, black news, the heart is always helpless
Bass Drum has always been my prayer when the symphony was playing on my lips
Big hestiy aya my body?
Black pepper prayer written on the shoulders of my funeral
Rap, black news, the heart is always helpless
Bass Drum has always been my prayer when the symphony was playing on my lips
Black pepper prayer written on the shoulders of my funeral
Rap, black news, the heart is always helpless
Bass Drum has always been my prayer when the symphony was playing on my lips
Big hestiy aya my body?
“They push things, don't forget that
This is one of the facts of life, those who push are pushed.»