| I have a secret, too secret to be revealed
|
| Get out of it. |
| Pills happen, troubles
|
| If I had a tongue passing by, it would cause thorns
|
| Those who don't know become vineyards when I'm from me
|
| If you tell, who will understand?
|
| If you don't tell, it ties, it cries from sorrows
|
| This is all dispersed with wear
|
| Doymaz Sago burns tobacco
|
| I'm in this game completely
|
| Fame, fame haunted my life
|
| My tomorrow is confused, it's over yesterday
|
| Anxious today!
|
| Add, subtract, what is the result?
|
| Worth my slice by any comparison
|
| The sharp tip of the knife. |
| Who is guilty, who is guilty?
|
| So much so that without burning a pepper or two, he will not let go.
|
| The wound is heavy, I can't find the tape to cover my tongue!
|
| Come on, look, dynamite on my body
|
| I fly what's coming, with strings of pins like a kite
|
| The scumbags have come to my door, with roses in their hands
|
| When I didn't work for them, they attacked with the thorns of the same roses
|
| Shot with black cannonballs
|
| Put on the shirts of fire, let it burn one by one! |
| And even
|
| Break the earthen pots, I'm already uneasy (And even)
|
| One is mine and I am myself in the middle
|
| I used to say it wouldn't end, this situation would eat me up, I knew it would end!
|
| Put on the shirts of fire, let it burn one by one! |
| And even
|
| Break the earthen pots, I'm already uneasy (And even)
|
| One is mine and I am myself in the middle
|
| I used to say it wouldn't end, this situation would eat me up, I knew it would end!
|
| What came to my mind, happened to me. |
| My head is split, my heart is cold
|
| Again, lack of appetite made my hunger a toy at home
|
| I don't want to play snowballs anymore, my hands are frozen
|
| My eyes are tired of all kinds of games of hide and seek.
|
| Where are you, trustees (he) daredevils?
|
| Show me the jugglers who make rabbits out of sixty-two
|
| Identify all blasphemers who can stand before me
|
| I broke the reeds with iron plectrums
|
| I pierced the pleasures that I could not bear from my side
|
| Give me the texts!
|
| the palace of divine mercy; |
| Oh Hannan!
|
| You are Rânâ, you are Manâ, you are Rahman, you are Canan!
|
| My soul won't get rid of the occupation, the homeland explodes, flame fire volcano, my feelings are broken
|
| there is
|
| Lava is spewing on me! |
| Spark embers!
|
| These fires do not go out with a handful of water in my hand
|
| I have a secret, life is asleep
|
| I had so many friends, sunk in insecurity
|
| Someone I witnessed bought happiness with money!
|
| Put on the shirts of fire, let it burn one by one! |
| And even
|
| Break the earthen pots, I'm already uneasy (And even)
|
| One is mine and I am myself in the middle
|
| I used to say it wouldn't end, this situation would eat me up, I knew it would end!
|
| Put on the shirts of fire, let it burn one by one! |
| And even
|
| Break the earthen pots, I'm already uneasy (And even)
|
| One is mine and I am myself in the middle
|
| I used to say it wouldn't end, this situation would eat me up, I knew it would end!
|
| Shirts of fire
|
| earthenware pots
|
| What monkey did you come from
|
| Nor did the storks bring you
|
| listen to sago
|
| two zero zero eight goodbye |