2021.01.07.
Have fun
Yeah, everyone is telling a story... I'm sayingMaybe I should tell a story too. But my story is not about love, it's from my street. Like in the street I was born and if you ask anyone there they will answer you this. Yes, listen:
Have fun, till you're alive, till there're girls on all your side
Have fun, till you have money, till you can enjoy it, till you're alive
In the street, I was born everyone knows. So you do too
On one side there're flowers, on another one garbage
On one side heaven, on another side hell
Those who will come and see will know how it is
Someone is flying from the balcony like he is Fantomas
Some selling goods, some trying to trick
Someone walking with a girl, just to have a good reputation
One is dying from hunger, because of it sleeps every day
One is moving on Mercedes E 320 like he is someone special
Crys often when he enters the street
One is moving on Nissan, changed his nick to 'Gül Toto'
Whenever he has money, he plays the lotto
A lot of people start a fight in our street
A lot, lot, lot, lot who watches it
One dying from hunger, one having fun, doesn't matter, to be honest
Anyone will say the same thing
Takes you from yourself in our street (in street)
Every day it's a wedding, engagement in our street (in street) *it is in the meaning of 'party every day'*
One day there will be starvation and fun
And another day there will be neither starvation and fun
But in our street, everyone loves each other
If someone will hurt one of us, he will have a bad day
Everyone says one word, the words are together
'The neighborhood is our neighborhood, the rest of the neighborhoods are workers'
Have fun, till you're alive, till there're girls on all your side
Have fun, till you have money, till you can enjoy it, till you're alive
In the street, I was born everyone knows. So you do too
On one side there're flowers, on another one garbage
On one side heaven, on another side hell
Those who will come and see will know how it is
When I am entering the street I'm looking everywhere
In this kind of street, I finally feel alive
One is coming to the street, one is looking from the balcony
Someone screams 'It's Meyxana' *traditional freestyle/battle rap*
Our neighbor Ahmed is panicking
Every time he enters the street when he is going to work
The car is not in place, like it's a miracle
During one night it's just gone
One with vodka, one holds wine
And someone just watches the ones who drink
One is a taxi driver, one selling qatiq *it is a national yogurt type. Reminds greek yogurt*
There's no other way! *it is also a shoutout to the song *'Ya Qarabağ, ya ölüm'*
Damn this time, damn it
There's nothing, no money. And my girl run away from me
My 'can' run away, My 'can' left me * 'can' means soul, life. Also can be used to describe someone close to you.
I have no money, left me my gazelle * Gazelle or ceyran in Azerbaijan language is another way to describe a female
But who cares, it's easy to find someone new
As they say, as fathers say
'Buddy, even if you are hungry...'
Still, have fun, have fun!
Have fun, till you're alive, till there're girls on all your side
Have fun, till you have money, till you can enjoy it, till you're alive
RIP Hüseyn Dərya