A keresés eredménye

Kleopátra

Kleopátra egy királynő volt, mint én,
pont mint én, yeah, pont mint én.
Heteró, meleg, vagy valahol ezek között,
ezek között, yeah, ezek között.
Elárulta a szerelme,
olyan nehéz ebből felépülni.
Nem látta a fától az erdőt,
pont mint én, oh, túl mélyen.
 
Nem avatkozott be senki,
elvesztem önmagammal.
Feszültséggel voltam megtelve,
az őrület volt a segélykiáltásom.
Most bosszúvággyal tértem vissza,
újra megtaláltam a belső hangomat.
A lelkemhez beszél tisztán és hangosan,
valahogy ezt mondja...
 
Dicsőség a Lótusz Szutra Dharmájának
Dicsőség a Lótusz Szutra Dharmájának
 
Mint Kleopátra
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
 
Kleopátrának megvolt Mark Antony,
tudod kire gondolok, nem a latin királyra.
Hanem a rómaira, aki oly régen élt,
miután Cézár meghalt, Ő volt Kleó dzsigolója.
Félig istennő, félig csábító,
de ahogyan elhagyta őt, az szégyenletes volt.
Önmaga legnagyobb ellensége volt,
pont mint én, yeah, pont mint én.
 
De most bosszúvággyal tértem vissza,
újra megtaláltam a belső hangomat.
A lelkemhez beszél tisztán és hangosan,
valahogy ezt mondja...
 
Dicsőség a Lótusz Szutra Dharmájának
Dicsőség a Lótusz Szutra Dharmájának
 
Mint Kleopátra
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
 
Így-így hangzik
Dicsőség a Lótusz Szutra Dharmájának
Érzem, ahogy a szelleme keresztülfut rajtam,
látom a fejemben, akár egy filmet.
Egyiptomi és latin, a hangok átfutnak rajtam,
gyere hozzám.
 
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la, mint Kleopátra
 

SUMATRA

[Intro: Yung Kafa]
Ey
 
[Hook: Yung Kafa & Küçük Efendi]
Babe, we're on 'joy' today (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lying under palm trees, hot on Sumatra (Uh-uh-uh)
Baby, I'll buy you Prada (Prada)
Costs for me nada (nada)
Do something for my karma (karma)
Lamborghini boasters (boasters)
Babe, we're on 'joy' today (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lying under palm trees, hot on Sumatra (Uh-uh-uh)
Baby, I'll buy you Prada (Prada)
Costs for me nada (nada)
Do something for my karma (karma)
Lamborghini boasters (boasters)
 
[Part 1: Yung Kafa & Küçük Efendi]
Teachers told me: 'Kafa, nothing will come of you' (never)
Chill in the domicile and they get head fucks (Ouh)
See me in a Maybach (Maybach)
See me on the canvas (canvas)
Kafa Yung Goethe (Goethе), deathbed in Weimar (Weimar)
Kumma, how I shine in the night (in the night)
Kumma, how I shine in the night (fireflies)
Kumma, how I shine in the night (in the night)
Kumma, how I shine in the night (fireflies)
Everywhere are butlers (butlers)
James, bring me pasta (pasta)
Chill like a Rasta (Rasta)
Para makes hasta (hasta)
Body full of vice (vice)
Vibe and a lot of cash (cash)
Filim Blockbuster (Buster)
Moët flows like water (water)
[Pre-hook]
Uhuhuh, uhuhuh
Sumatra, ah-ah
 
[Hook: Yung Kafa & Küçük Efendi]
Babe, we're on 'joy' today (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lying under palm trees, hot on Sumatra (Uh-uh-uh)
Baby, I'll buy you Prada (Prada)
Costs for me nada (nada)
Do something for my karma (karma)
Lamborghini boasters (boasters)
Babe, we're on 'joy' today (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lying under palm trees, hot on Sumatra (Uh-uh-uh)
Baby, I'll buy you Prada (Prada)
Costs for me nada (nada)
Do something for my karma (karma)
Lamborghini boasters (boasters)
 
[Part 2: Küçük Efendi]
Build a castle out of sand
Fendi baby is on the beach, yeah, yeah (Uh, ah)
I am ignorant
Fendi baby is so interesting, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I do what I want, you do what you can (Ah, uh)
Don't know where to chill
I chill in the hills (Hills, Hills)
Kafa-Fendi for Life
I think that's our vibe (Ka-Fendo, Kafa-Fendo)
I don't know what it's like to be standard (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Yeah, you swear me, ah
I'm sorry for you, ah-ah, ah
You do me lei-ei-ei-eid
[Hook: Yung Kafa & Küçük Efendi]
Babe, we're on Keyif today (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lying under palm trees, hot on Sumatra (Uh-uh-uh)
Baby, I'll buy you Prada (Prada)
Costs for me nada (nada)
Do something for my karma (karma)
Lamborghini boasters (boasters)
Babe, we're on Keyif today (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lying under palm trees, hot on Sumatra (Uh-uh-uh)
Baby, I'll buy you Prada (Prada)
Costs for me nada (nada)
Do something for my karma (karma)
Lamborghini boasters (boasters)
 

I'm The Master Of Myself

I'm the master of myself
I can make love, fight if I want to
The profit and loss is mine, that's just my bag
I can hide it, divide it up
 
I'm not on the ground nor on high
I'm not a mirror nor a curtain
Everything happens all in one
Time's relative is beyond one's ken
 

Let Us Join İn This Enthusiasm Of The Rose-faced People

Let us join in this enthusiasm of the rose-faced people and drink
Now is the time to be with lover and pass out
When the nightingale sing this song,he thinks he's a Ney itself
Everyone in parliament stands with a chalice
They put their hands on their heads and drink
There are saying that the pitcher will bend over and say it to the ear of the cup
İn parliament,Tambouras and Neys were played
İt found a cure for desperate lovers
The Tambourine played the Semai way and the Neys started talking to each other
O Sofu!come out of the House of Worship and fill your drink glass
Don't miss the rose season which you will never get hold again
Cypress tree and grasses dance with each other and return
 

Benim efendim

My lord I'm tied to you
my weir came down
with one blow of yours
 
I was sea
Mountain top was my weir
Now you're my advice to the world
 
I learnt from you what to not die is
I got lost and exhausted in you
I asked the mirror where I, myself, am
My lord I'm tied to you
 
My lord, I was loaded with the decree
I was cauterized and sealed in the heart
 
I became your soldier
I got my turban on head
My arrow is in the quiver
My lasso is in hand
 
I learnt from you what to not die is
I got lost and exhausted in you
I asked the mirror where I, myself, am
My lord I'm tied to you
 

Istanbul Gentleman

Is there such thing as love at first sight?
That doesn't exist
I've been deceived, fellas
It exists
Come and see how I am doing
 
My past is the work of my drukenness
But this lady is the reason to get drunk
 
After our first glance, I ended up being an Istanbul gentleman
Not Rome nor London
Not Madrid nor Vienna
Just like an Istanbul gentleman
An Istanbul gentleman
Agressive, yet pretty kind
An Istanbul gentleman
And he doesn't share his love
An Istanbul gentleman
And 'gentleness' pours from every part of me
This love's lady
 
Smiles without dimples
Which is beautiful
Which is beautiful
It's worth years
It's worth years
 
Others are the works of loneliness
But this lady is the reason of my loneliness
 
After our first glance, I ended up being an Istanbul gentleman
Not Rome nor London
Not Madrid nor Vienna
Just like an Istanbul gentleman
An Istanbul gentleman
Agressive, yet pretty kind
An Istanbul gentleman
And he doesn't share his love
An Istanbul gentleman
And 'gentleness' pours from every part of me
This love's lady
 
Just like an Istanbul gentleman
An Istanbul lady right in front of me
Makes my coffee
An Istanbul lady
Doesn't share her love
An Istanbul lady
And shyness pours from every part of her
This love's owner
 
Just like an Istanbul gentleman
An Istanbul gentleman
Agressive, yet pretty kind
An Istanbul gentleman