More songs by K''st
Description
The city buzzes like a huge pot in which everything boils together - sweat, swearing, melancholy, and music, all cooked up in the same rhythm. Here, everyone is a student of a street school, where curbs replace desks and a hoarse bass from the gateway replaces the bell. The air is hot, sticky, but alive - like a party where even the walls dance.
There is no gilding here - everything is based on touch, intuition, that very street sense that saves you from falsehood. At night, bottles clink, sparks fly, and someone is bound to philosophize about fate, while others simply look for a warmer place. But beneath this noise there is a strange tenderness: towards one's own, towards those who do not give up, towards those who know how to burn, even if the wick has long since become damp.
The music sounds like a hoarse sermon on survival - a little dirty, a little funny, but real to the point of trembling.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Bu gördüğünüz alem affedersiniz kuşların, orospuların, esrarkeşlerin fink attığı bir alemdir.
Kaldırım ekibi top atatan. Teller içeriye giren sokak koca hamam.
Nasiplenirsin bir godoman değilse baban. Buyrun bu taraftan beni takip edin adam.
Sayan ora dönmele kolay yeri incele. Otlakçılar üşüşür tam dolunca tecere.
Derviş onu tıslatır yılan gibi geceler. Dansöz sen kıvıran uçan rüzgarda peçele.
Şiti şiti baba cesaret ver ızdıraba yol ver.
İçinde hasetle kaplı piçlik bastır ana. Suratsız emerilerin her tarafı sarı kartlı.
Beat'i kanlanınca herkes sinyalinde tatlı tatlı. Lokali kimsesiz yer lokalin eşkali rezalət.
Çok ucuzuna gidersin hesaplamadığın cezanın. Görene kadar eminsindir bazı şeylerden ama.
İmle düğmen kırınca o dakika biter intizamın. Dönmesin asabiyet meydanına.
Bineceğiz hep belirir o devrin devranına. Pabuç bıraktığın kapılar ayak takımının.
Dikerler gözü çirri çamaşırlarına. Dönmesin asabiyet meydanına.
Bineceğiz hep belirir o devrin devranına. Pabuç bıraktığın kapılar ayak takımının.
Dikerler gözü çirri çamaşırlarına.
Olmadık rezillikler yaşanır bu pisliğin içinde.
Onun için insan kendi kendine soruyor. Neden burayı seçti yüce melek?
Yalnızlığın kozu tabut sefalete ikon.
Halık şerbetine isot kopuk sıfatlara dekor. Angaryaya kefil Allah'ına kadar gidin.
Banko her koşulda esir akşam her çeteye dizil. Barişten gazelle bir tur atan.
Sarıyor tek kıvılcımla kafayı parlatan. Kimi harbi kimisi beş paralık şarlatan.
Prensipli ısırmayan köpekler havlatan.
Nerede kırıksa aksını burada yapar aksını. Umudun en cilveli yerine çeker maksimum.
Sabah ışığında parlayan bir çizgi usturan. Hayalle gerçeği ayıracak yaparak ansını.
Garip harikalar diyarında mulis ortalıkta.
Vefasından ötürü yardım da yapar yatarlıkta. Mevsimlerin yarısı tavır takınıp soğur.
Sessizlikle örtülen hırçınlığın bilenir karanlıkta. Dönmesin asabiyet meydanına.
Bineceğiz hep belirir o devrin devranına. Pabuç bıraktığın kapılar ayak takımının.
Dikerler gözü çirri çamaşırlarına. Dönmesin asabiyet meydanına.
Bineceğiz hep belirir o devrin devranına. Pabuç bıraktığın kapılar ayak takımının.
Dikerler gözü çirri çamaşırlarına.
English translation
This world you see, excuse me, is a world where birds, whores and junkies indulge.
The pavement team is the one who throws the ball. The street leading into the wires is a huge bathhouse.
You are lucky if your father is not a Godoman. Here, follow me this way, man.
Sayan, go back there and examine the easy place. The grazers flock to the pot when it is full.
Dervish makes him hiss at night like a snake. Belly dancer, you are veiled in the twisting and flying wind.
Shiti shiti father, give courage and give way to suffering.
Suppress the bastardry filled with envy inside you, mother. The sullen emers have yellow cards all over them.
When the beat gets bloody, everyone is on the signal sweetly. The tavern is a lonely place, the description of the tavern is a disgrace.
You will pay very cheaply for the punishment you did not calculate. But you are sure about some things until you see them.
When you break your button with my sign, your order ends that minute. Don't let him return to the arena of irritability.
We will ride the cycle of that era that always appears. The doors you leave behind belong to the rabble.
They stare at their ugly underwear. Don't let him return to the arena of irritability.
We will ride the cycle of that era that always appears. The doors you leave behind belong to the rabble.
They stare at their ugly underwear.
Unreal disgraces happen in this mess.
That's why people ask themselves. Why did the high angel choose this place?
The coffin, the trump card of loneliness, the icon of misery.
Decoration to the isot disconnected adjectives to the Halık sherbet. Go to the God of guarantor for the chore.
Banko is captured under all circumstances, line up in every gang in the evening. The one who takes a tour with the ghazal of peace.
It surrounds the head with a single spark that makes it shine. Some are real, some are worthless charlatans.
Principled non-biting dogs bark.
Wherever it is broken, it does its opposite here. It attracts maximum to the most coquettish place of hope.
A line razor shining in the morning light. He will distinguish between dreams and reality by doing it.
Mulis is around in the strange wonderland.
Because of his loyalty, he also helps in bedridden situations. Half the seasons become attitudeless and cold.
Your anger, covered with silence, is sharpened in the dark. Don't let him return to the arena of irritability.
We will ride the cycle of that era that always appears. The doors you leave behind belong to the rabble.
They stare at their ugly underwear. Don't let him return to the arena of irritability.
We will ride the cycle of that era that always appears. The doors you leave behind belong to the rabble.
They stare at their ugly underwear.