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MR. YASIIN

My hood is filled with a ton of junkies
Some days are problem, some days are funky
Arrow1 in my hand, Mr. Yasiin in my ear
Hey you, wherever you are, find me
Cuz' green, is like sand, my man
My mood is cool, even though I have no cash today, my man
No problem!
There is no end of it for us
Not oxygen, Şam inhales ****2
My head is dizzy but I'm rolling the hush
If you throw me a rock, my brow will be furrowed to you
Hustle will start
Chemicals are shit for us, natural ones are original, original
Fuck3 the laws
Imposed rules are a step towards slavery
Give way to the barons, those who look at them
Their police are like a joke4, look, they are after us, uh
 
Go on catch us, uh, go on catch us, uh, yuh
End of this run is not clear, my friend
In a society where rape, assault are legal, I will stay illegal (stay)
Go on catch us, go on catch us, uh
End of this run is not clear, my friend
In a society where rape, assault are legal, I will stay illegal (stay)
 
I will write everything you couldn't dare to say
Until your eyes see the truth
As long as one is like a dog chasing after the bills
Consequences of this slavery will be paid for a lifetime
Society will be divided by the elites
Right-wing, left-wing, all of them is at the side of bigotry
Wait in between, choosing sides will cause chaos
The paid dogs of this system are in the police stations
The nonsense that is being imposed with pepper spray
Thoughts are not free, people are hypnotised
Newspapers, schools and the media, television
They all wash brains in the society, everything is a imitation
Everyone is a imitation, the centre is pyramid, triangle
Humans are not alive, as if they are robots
Crushes of celebrities on the agenda, terror in the streets
This ***5 society has died for this government that is seeing us as nothing
 
  • 1. There are some differences in lyrics between the 2017 version and this version which is in the album 'P.İ.Ç'. Ot (Weed) has been replaced with the word Ok (Arrow) since they both sound very similar in Turkish.
  • 2. Again, a difference between two versions of this song. Censored word is Ot (Weed).
  • 3. 'Gözünü seveyim' is an Turkish idiom that doesn't translate to English. It is commonly used as a polite way to say 'please', but this idiom here is said instead of 'Götünü sikeyim' (meaning 'fucking in the ass', but used more like 'fuck' in this case. Turkish swearing can have some heavy meanings but they are not that serious usually), which is why I translated as such..
  • 4. Another difference between two versions is that this word. Older version had the word Köpek (dog) instead of Şaka (Joke).
  • 5. On a live video, Șam says Kör (Blind) here. On the new version, this word is censored but as far as I can hear, it sounds like he is saying Piç (Bastard).


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2024.11.25.

Chrysanthemum





(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
 

(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
 

(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
 


2024.11.25.

Mr. Gershwin





In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 


2024.11.25.

In Vain





Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
 

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
 

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
 


2024.11.25.

Going even further (Reprise)





Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further