A keresés eredménye oldal 8

Black spring

Were the dreams prophetic? If they weren't, was it all real?
No one will understand
Don't come near the water and don't look for a reason to come,
It's already dark outside
Were the dreams prophetic? If they weren't, was it all real?
Nobody knew
Don't come near the water and don't look for a reason to come,
Evil is prowling through this darkness
 
This is your eternity,
Your black spring
Its close breath,
Its voice in your sleep
Just give it a reason,
It will become silence,
A glorious victory or a new war
 

Tired warrior

Versions: #1
my dream is defeated by big oaths
mountain coloured with lie which ı lean
my hope is sinking in the wrong place
if ı ask you,what did we live
ı made up all
 
years are racing
ı'm back always
and you are so far away
memories stay with me
and ı'm tired warrior
 
ı keep musing ı'm throwing into
ı keep turning it over and thinking
and again ı keep burning and falling into impossibles
no ı'm not settling down
 
ı keep musing and ı'm throwing into
pulling you and thinking so much
and again ı keep burning and falling into impossibles
no ı'm not settling down
 

All because I listened to Bach at night

It's all because I listened to Bach at night
That's why my heart is like this
It's all because I listened to Bach at night
That's why my heart is like this
 
Why? Though I'm so used to the moon
Why? Though I'm drawn in by the moon
When I tried to start walking
It's like you grabbed me by my clothes and told me to wait
 
It's all because I listened to Bach at night
That's why my heart is like this
It's all because I listened to Bach at night
That's why my heart is like this
 
Why? Though you're so used to the moon
Why? Though you looked at the moon
I recalled your face
Standing silently on my left side
 
Your fickle color
That lukewarm color that blows into the room
The cello that rings numbingly against the wall
I'll probably forget it right away
 
Your fickle color
That lukewarm color that blows into the room
The cello that rings numbingly against the wall
I'll probably forget it right away
 
It's all because I listened to Bach by myself
That's why my heart is like this
It's all because I listened to Bach by myself
That's why my heart is like this
 
Why? Even though I had almost forgotten
Why can I not forget it?
I recalled your laughing face
As the two of use started walking
 
Your fickle color
That lukewarm color that blows into the room
The cello that rings numbingly against the wall
I'll probably forget it right away
 
Your fickle color
That lukewarm color that blows into the room
The cello that rings numbingly against the wall
I'll probably forget it right away
 
Your fickle color
That lukewarm color that blows into the room
The cello that rings numbingly against the wall
I'll probably forget it right away
 

Passion for Freedom

We are Ferhat1 of the freedom
Our love can't be left half finished
This is the heart of us which pierce both prisons and mountains
This is us who walk in prison, assuming these four walls are roads
This is us who infest the peaks of mountains like a smoke
 
Does Ferhat's Şirin can be left without veil?
Our longing will end, our enemies are hopeless
That wall, your wall isn't matter a whit
 
When preventing opression
When being a home for resistance
Can that lovesick heart fit
Into walls of prisons?
It overflows to peaks and flow to tomorrow
While it take the fire of hope along itself
 
If you make these fusty walls from iron
Freedom is in our hands, your barriers are desperate
That wall, your wall isn't matter a whit
 

• 1. Ferhat is lover of Şirin in a famous Turkish folk love story.

Plagiarism

'What was my cue to start music?
I wonder if it was one of my father's records?
Hearing the sounds of it felt good,
And just listening needed no effort.
 
No need for prefaces, let's just talk.
Sometime, I thought of something.
If I made this song my own, I could probably fill the void inside.
So that is why I stole.'
 
Ah, it's still not enough, all of it isn't enough.
I'm not satisfied even one bit.
At this rate I can't live on alone.
I want to know more, I want to know about love.
I want to know something beautiful enough to satisfy this heart of mine.
 
'One day, I realized that the songs that run through the city are mine.
It was natural that it would sell.
Because I stole a famous work after all!
 
This guy's an idiot. That guy's an idiot.
Everyone that sings their praises is a fool.
Crowds gather without understanding the real merit.
Well, it seems I'm probably the same'
 
Ah, something is missing.
Even though I stole so much I don't feel even a little satisfied.
Not satisfied even a bit by surface level words.
I want to know love. But I don't have enough money.
I want to know something beautiful enough to satisfy this jealousy.
 
'I wonder what my cue was to start music,
I've forgotten it now, but I remember that it wasn't greed.
It might have been something beautiful.
 
Sometime the sheep's skin must come off.
A night will come when no one looks for you.
The scenery you will see in that time, enjoy it from the bottom of your heart.
 
That's it.
With nothing left, society and love all disappear.
After losing everything and everything, the night you see must truly be beautiful,
Really, truly beautiful
So that is why I stole.'
 
Ah, it's still not enough, I want to write more.
I'm not satisfied with this sort of song.
I'm not satisfied with your abusive words.
I want to write about a love I still don't know.
I want to know something beautiful enough to satisfy this heart of mine.
 
Still not enough. Still not enough.
Still not enough. Still not enough.
Still not enough. I'm not enough.
I never understand what is missing.
Still not enough. I want to know more.
I want to know of a beautiful night that would melt this body of mine.
 

I Can't Forget

You got out my life
Like a teardrop that left my eyes.
But see...
Who was on your mind?
I would say, I laid out my life for you.
Come on come and hear me one last time.
 
I can't forget, I can't stand on this pain.
I still love you so much.
I can't stand on it.
I can't get used to being without you.
This burden feels too heavy for us.
I don't want to love you.
I can't forget you
 
I didn't love anyone the way I loved you.
Even though you're not next to me,
I fulfilled my longing with your scent.
Love,
The pain on my left chest never ceases.
This heart of mine keeps on
hurting.
You did this.
It is your work.
 

More than Mona Lisa's back

Until the stars are over, until the morning returns
When I think of your name
There won't be any piece of lie
 
To think that you're by my side
On the side of my bed, isn't something you want to guess?
You feel like I embrace you
If I pick up a boring book, will it be a prediction?
The appointment is my lips, where you shut your eyes
With your girl face, don't you want to escape?
 
I touch a line wrapping you
Without confusing the order
I'll make you feel at ease, I'll make you feel at ease
 
the future changes in a second
The closer I get, the more agile I want to be
I row a canoe through your back
I felt it was further than Mona Lisa's back
Past the morning I escape through the crossroad in my dreams
With your girl face, don't you want to go astray?
 
I touch a line wrapping you
Without confusing the key
I'll unite with you, I'll unite with you
 
Lalala...
Lalala...
Don't you want to escape?
 
I touch a line wrapping you
Without confusing the key
I'll unite with you, I'll unite with you
 

The Lord of Dreams

If the sea falls asleep in your eyes
(In the very clear depths of your eyes)
And, in silence, the water watches over you
(The silent song of love)
And the force of all the winds
(Of all the winds...)
Takes shelter in your lap...
(My love! My love...!)
 
If the sea falls asleep in your eyes
(In the very clear depths of your eyes)
I get lots in their depths
(Blue silences...)
And the path that leads me to you,
And the path that leads me to you
Is fully open, just like hope!
(Path of love...)
 
[Chorus:]
Make me the lord of dreams
(Make me their lord!)
And the bluish silences
(Blue silences...)
So I can always come back to you:
(Return to you...)
The haven of my dreams!
(Havens of love...)
Cradle me with your arms
(My love! My love!)
Just like water cradles me
(I want to live with you...)
Because, bewitched, I want to live
In the flames of your glance!
(Oh, sea of love!)
 
[Instrumental]
 
When, through secret paths,
(When, through secret ways)
All the gold of the evening runs away
(The evening returns and then, leaves...)
And the night lights up the lamps
(Lights up the lamps)
Of the highest stars
(My love! My love...!)
 
Across the immense seas of desire
(The immense seas of desire...)
I travel the distance
(The distance...)
That shall take me to your side,
That shall take me to your side,
Where there's never a lack of peacefulness!
(The peacefulness of love!)
 
[Chorus:]
Make me the lord of dreams
(Make me their lord!)
And the bluish silences
(Blue silences...)
So I can always come back to you:
(Return to you...)
The haven of my dreams!
(Havens of love...)
Cradle me with your arms
(My love! My love!)
Just like water cradles me
(I want to live with you...)
Because, bewitched, I want to live
In the flames of your glance!
(In the haven of love!)
 
Because, bewitched, I want to live
In the flames of your glance...!
(In the flames of love!)
 

I Don't Know

Does she can't sleep, just like me?
Does she run away from friendly chats because she's bored?
Does she cry while looking at empty ceiling, just like me?
Does it loneliness sadden her so badly?
I don't know
 
Does anyone look at you, just like me?
Even worse, do you look at him, just like he did?
Does anyone lies on left side of your bed?
Even worse, does your heart gravitate to him?
 

The Heart Doesn't Renounce

Mountains have renounced snow
Vineyards have renounced pomegranate
The heart doesn't renounce the love
 
Halay*has renounced Bar*
Fire has renounced the warm
The heart doesn't renounce the lover
 
Nightingale has renounced the rose
The sun has renounced the day
The heart doesn't renounce you
 
My body has renounced the head
My soul has renounced the flesh
My heart doesn't renounce you
My heart doesn't renounce the lover
 

Dawn

You woke up at the crack of dawn
To pack your suitcases
And to burn in front of me
Those small things
The letters of an old love
 
Dawn hurts
You 're saying goodbye and it's raining
Look me in the eyes
Now, no tears
Now, the heart must hold on
 
Close the door behind you
Don't say you're sorry
Ask your conscience before you get out
Close the door behind you
So I can turn the key
Since I know you're not coming back
Because I don't believe in miracles anymore, miracles
Because I don't believe in miracles anymore
 
This dawn
Shall never come
If only the wounds of
The debris in my mind
Would close early so they would redeem me
 
Close the door behind you
Don't say you're sorry
Ask your conscience before you get out
Close the door behind you
So I can turn the key
Since I know you're not coming back
Because I don't believe in miracles anymore, miracles
Because I don't believe in miracles anymore
 

The Wind Sings Now in Those Places

The wind sings now
In those places, our old song, our song
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
It was a winter day, it* has begun
This plaintive romance of our lifetime, of our lifetime
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
Cease, don't tell anymore
Don't remind our love in the bygone, ah, our love
 

New York, July

New York, July, stifling heat.
Sweat, dust... and laziness.
Smell of burning and grease
Colors of neon and fluorine
Three AM, two blocks east
Tenor saxophone, on a window
 
The sound is black and blue as night
Music in red and gold
New York, July, in your nostrils
an icy silence? Cocaine
An unfamiliar room, mirror, caresses
Smells, poppers and sex
 
New York, July, my hands sliding,
chilled tequila, down your tights
Three words typewritten
 
Soaked T-shirt, gasoline
Teenage girls, rollerskating
Funky music, volume pumped up
Skin-tight tracksuit, long socks
Golden atmosphere, glitter dust,
blue eyelids of pale skinned girls.
in a gasp.
Overheated Harley, shadows,
leather jackets, dust.
 
New York, July, scorched with Africa
up to 125th street
removes her jewelry and falls asleep.
Five AM right next to the harbor,
a yellow cabn the blue smoke,
tenor saxophone, clouded, glassy eyes
 
Lady Liberty bleeds in a showcase
 
Statue, crown of thorns
 
Lady Liberty bleeds in a showcase
Statue, crown of thorns
 
New York, July
New York, July
 

Thought Crime

Are you kind to others, can you understand this heart?
I’m writing poems because it’s nice to curse people
It was my dream to appear in the morning news report one day
For that, sharpen the knife
 
The sound of hitting glass, breaking some paper,
You know that the setting sun after goodbye is beautiful
 
Akane in a crow song
This loneliness now turns into sound
The nightfall
Standing toe, burning clouds, goodbye slippery
 
I want to be recognized, I want to love
This is my dream
Give me nothing, do it fast, fill me
Do you understand this envy in a world that is kind to others?
I’m always looking for an opportunity to hit someone
 
Street light hitting with a beer bottle, the sound of a broken guitar thrown,
All the regrets that I can’t return to are so beautiful, even I understand
 
Struck by the rain of words
Fall in winter with regret
There is another smoke from behind the mountain in spring
Summer breeze slips on the cheek
 
Do you know this loneliness that is kind to others?
I don’t want to die but I can’t live, so I’m writing poems
I think abusiveness, disappointment, and disgust are my interests
I’m writing poems that hurt others
I’m writing such an empty poem
 
Your words are like drinking
Receive with both hands without a container
Someday my throat gets moist
Waiting for that time
 
Akane in a crow song
This loneliness is now transformed into poetry
Goodbye to you Akane
I wait for the night now
see you tomorrow. Mouth slips
 

Rearing Up Again Yeah

Oh, it’s rearing up again
The white horse of the leader of the clan.
To us, the roads to expeditions are seemin’
 
Let the drums strum and let them play the Ceng-i, Ceng-i Harbî.
Never without expeditions, be careful the boys of the men
To us, the roads of victory are seemin’.
 

Repülj, tollpihe

Repülj, tollpihe
Át a mezőcskén
Fújd el tollpihe
Az én bánatom.
Az arcomról
Fújd el út porát.
Fordulj vissza, légy
az én szárnyacskám.
 
Ha lenne szárnyacskám,
Mint egy sasmadárnak.
Ha erős lennék,
Mint egy kövecske.
Ha lenne testvérkém,
Mint egy fácskának,
Ha lenne életem,
Új koszorúval.
 
Nem feküdnék itt
Tiszta mezőcskén,
Nem nézegetnék
Felhőcskés eget.
Nem kérlelnék én
könnyű tollpihét
Elűzni, elvinni
az én bánatom.
 
Repülj, tollpihe,
Át a mezőcskén.
Fújd el tollpihe
Az én bánatom.
Az arcomról
Fújd el út porát.
Fordulj vissza, légy
az én szárnyacskám.
 

I Take Old Things

I take old things
I take and make them stars
Music heals the soul,
I love music
 
I write poetry
I write poetry and I take old things
I give old things and take musics
 
And, I wish I were a fish in raki bottle
 

Welcome Back

Lightning bugs gathering above the water tonight
It is such a beautiful view like shooting stars
When the voice of a turtle dove comes out of nowhere
We’re walking down this bumpy track while mimicking it
 
Beneath the clear starlit night
We had been sleeping side by side
And the morning sun welcomed us with a smile
 
She says, welcome back to the most gentle place in the world
Where ordinary and nonchalant everyday life
Is pulling you into its embrace
Welcome to the place where the warmest spring comes over
Hey listen, you can hear the humming of flowers here
 
Right in front of the worm-eaten grass seeds
I caught some leaping grasshoppers
Standing on the boulders the sun shone through
I blew soap bubbles I bought from the small candy store
 
In the middle of four seasons dancing along
The sun and the moon are like the clock hands
Turning at leisure in the rainbow-colored skies
 
Welcome back to the most gentle place in the world
Memories covered with dust are our greatest treasure
Welcome to the place where love will be forever the same
Hey look, you can see the seasons singing again
 
As we sang a carefree song
The easygoing wind blew us by
The ears of the lonesome pampas grass were swaying
As if saying from a distance
“Come back to our place”
 
Welcome back to the most gentle place in the world
Where ordinary and nonchalant everyday life
Is pulling you into its embrace
Welcome to the place where the warmest spring comes over
All the people we love, back in our beloved hometown
 
Repeat!
 
Welcome to the place where love will be forever the same
Hey look, you can see the seasons singing again
 

Wild Sea

How do you want me to start?
What can I try to say about myself?
A thousand waves, all in one self
 
In the vortex
I'm looking to find peace and love
Keep me safe in a tough world
 
With a kiss of yours
If I only could change every fear deep inside me
so I won't have a soul like wild sea
Tell me 'I love you'
(and I' ll) pretend to be invincible
and I' ll become the ideal for you
 
I was born in the waves
My whole life is emotions
Mollify me in your arms
In your summers
 
I was born as a wild sea
And yet, within my chaos, I chose you
to mollify me in your love
To be your rose and thorn
 
How do I carry on?
What can I try to say about myself?
That you and I are the same deep inside
 
I was looking for you
when the night was flowing like cold water
Hold me on the sand, in a real castle
 
With a kiss of yours
If I only could change every fear deep inside me
so I won't have a soul like wild sea
Tell me 'I love you'
(and I' ll) pretend to be invincible
and I' ll become the ideal for you
 
I was born in the waves
My whole life is emotions
Mollify me in your arms
In your summers
 
I was born as a wild sea
And yet, within my chaos, I chose you
to mollify me in your love
To be your rose and thorn
 

From a miner

Versions: #1
Went down to mining area, black diamond land
In order land surface to be warm may friend
I used a pickaxe in this dark dungeon for years
In order my children to smile my friend
Yet no one smiles in our house
 
The say walk, walk to dearth
Black diamond became a coffin, they say die if it's needed
Day comes and they say laugh at the weeper
I have no more patience for lies
 
Today mining area, black diamond land
We didn't go down, greetings to you friend
These pale faces of yearning for light
Strike, strike my friend sun shines
There's nothing to loose
 
Grinded people underground call earth
They say mines are ours, die if needed
They say Day came, strike my friend
There's nothing to loose
 
Zonguldak 1
They came from deep inside land
With a continuous underground sun in their hands
No matter how deeply buried
That much insisted not to drawn in their hearts
They came slowly, slowly
Then came every day, increasingly
with women, children and claps
They came like leaven yoghurt
Like splitting and sharing baked breads
Like water, like fire
New mouths added to mouths everyday
Their feet met with new paths
New shells cracked every day
New ears began hearing his words
Became a city, finally
And changed the name of country
 

• 1. Is a province situated in the Black Sea, region of Turkey

Szeretsz

Az ember mikor egyszer elveszik,
Minden bonyolultnak tűnik,
Még ha a szemed előtt is állna,
Még ő is nehezen látja.
 
Mielőbb adjuk fel!
Aki haragszik, könnyen nem talál békére,
Közel az út, akik nem fordulnak vissza, menthetetlenek,
A szerelem, soha nem győz le,
Nem fogadja el a vereséget, és ez már minket tönkretesz
 
Szeretsz, te is még mindig...
Ne rejtsd el a szemeidet, elárulnak téged,
Szeretsz, de még hogy..!
Első naptól kezdve, vagy talán még több ideje
Szeretsz, éjjel - nappal!
Még ha szenvedsz is hogy mennyire megbántad, akkor is,
Szeretsz, ne álltasd magad!
 

Every Day

I'm ashamed to say i'm bored
While someone is outside and scaring to death, i'm doing the same things every day
I'm liberalising when i accept
 
I know i have to be surprised, so i can understand that still feeling it
While understanding the value of those times, i'm sorrowing
 
I'm facing myself (and) i forgave us
I've been missing my beloved ones like for the first time
 
I'm facing everything
Things i've done, things i couldn't do, i got over it now
Embracing the lover like for the last time
 
I'm facing myself (and) i forgave us
I've been missing my beloved ones like for the first time
 
I'm facing everything
Things i've done, things i couldn't do, i got over it now
Embracing the lover like for the last time
 

New York and hazelnut

There's an air-suspended bridge
The heart that reaches the throat and
The taste of bagel and hazelnut life that comes by here
A caterpillar crosses the apple
There's Baker that plays in the headphones
It's been hardly half an hour
The line doesn't come by here
Feet don't hurt anymore and
They have been chasing after themselves for hours now
Hands reminisce about the sun
If I had brought you this far
New York New York
Tonight catch me by surprise
From the thousand lies from the usual stories
I beg you hide me
There's a man suspended in the middle
He picks up reflections of then eh
On magic mirrors there's still the life that comes by here
Streets which can smoke and
Everything has been alright up to now she says
It doesn't seem like that but there's the sea
If I had forgotten you here too
New York New York
It's time to get to know each other
Give me back the stories the old songs
I beg you persuade me
New York New York
Tonight catch me by surprise
gingergeneration
From the thousand lies from the usual stories
I beg you hide me
Give me back the will to go
To escape to return to stay
From streets which can smoke
I've learnt to fly from Sergio Leone
I have memories of a wall on the sea
Or of people sent back to the sender
If once upon a time there was America
Now there's a man
who doesn't dream about anything
New York New York
It's time to get to know me
Give me back the stories
The old songs
I beg you persuade me
New York New York
Feel the wind blowing eastward
Like rays of the rising sun
New York New York
Open all the doors and windows
Let him come in like you've always done
New York New York
And insomnia to wake up slowly
To feel how the world's close
But if once upon a time there was America now there's only a faraway mirage
 

I am burning

I've passed over the garden wall
I've been stuck within climbing roses
I've kissed my beloved, made peace with her
I am burning, I am burning, I am burning, oh
I became inclined (by heart) to rosebud
To the Iranian scarf, to trim waist
 
You've burnt me with one gaze
You've left me with sorrow
You've burnt me, You've burnt me
I am burning, I am burning, I am burning, oh
I became inclined (by heart) to rosebud
To the Iranian scarf, to trim waist
 
Enough! Don't show coyness to me
Come, so I see you fully
I've fell in love with you my rose
I am burning, I am burning, I am burning, oh
I became inclined (by heart) to rosebud
To the Iranian scarf, to trim waist
 
I've fell in love with you my rose
I am burning, I am burning, I am burning, oh
I became inclined (by heart) to rosebud
To the Iranian scarf, to trim waist
 

When I'm Older

What was that?
Samanta?
 
When I'm older I'll know
I'll understand what I can't explain today
When I'm mature enough and I can reflect
I'll think that this I'm seeing now is normal
 
When I'm older, there will be answers
I'll know why I'm here in these woods
I think, in a year or two
I won't have any childish fears
And what now feels bad, will be better
 
By growing up, I adapt
Because I can finally understand the world
And when I'm older I won't be terrified
When a horrific face sticks out to see me
 
Yes, when I'm older I'll know
And then I won't have to be stressed
I dream about that ideal moment, of true maturity
When I'm older I will be able to explain every event
 
Everything is fine
 

You Love You

Versions: #1
I'm leaving leave me alone
I'm slowly dying
Leave me without me
You can't understand me
Never mind, leave blank
Look at those stuck on my cage like anchor anchor
I didn't laugh without you, you never stayed without you
You never saw you spoiled, they never showed you
But you will understand the day, you will understand.
If this fire burns, it burns everywhere
They say you are sensitive, you are sensitive
No matter how many blows I took,
Del night fall into desperate day
Come see me face to face
Say the last word so buried in my mind
No it is going to end
Even if you say it, I don't hear my ear
It has come easier for me
Whatever you say whatever you say
 
Now do you say no? Tell me if you say no?
Nothing in your hands
You see me so much you just LOVE YOU
Nothing that I can't do
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
 
No one understands me but forces me so much
My balance is lost, my face is warm
Özlem will be my killer
This will not put me right
It will make me harder every day
No window will breathe me
No longer will you want it
Is it possible not to count those that have ever been possible, and not to be influenced? Is it possible? Is it possible? Is it possible?
Is it possible for the last time you look back at the open sea and look at me while it is opening? Is it possible? Is it possible? Is it possible?
You will not die as my little creeks flow from my eyes come alive in my mind and your dream is with me
I got a low hole full of helmets, but next time I will aim at your heart.
 
You say no?
Tell me no, you say?
Nothing in your hands
You see me so much you just LOVE YOU
Nothing that I can't do
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
There was a you, a me, a
As if we had never lived, we were buried and quickly forgotten
You say no? Are you still saying what do you have?
 

Samishikute Nemurenai Yoruha

I'm so lonely I can't sleep
Let's hold hands like always
 
Share your warmth by gently holding my shivering fingers
 
I'll close my eyes over and over just so I can hear your voice
'I wonder if we'll meet in your dreams?' you said
 
The Lonely sleepless night is searching for that warmth that will never return
Please, let me hear that voice at least once more
 
I'm thinking of you more than anyone else
I'd never lose with just strength but
every time I realize 'I'm alone', I feel like i'll start losing again
I want you to forgive this weakness
 
I'm so lonely I can't sleep, let's talk about it some day
 
Those words you whispered appeared before the moon and gently resounded then disappeared
 
The chilly breeze left me unable to move in this small veranda
'Will I be able to forget about' I though
 
The lonely-sleepless night is spinning the continuation to that letter that can't reach you
Tell me, how many more nights do I have to go through until we meet?
 
More than anyone else, I'm thinking of you
With just strength I'll never lose
Seems that I'm trying to run away with idle effort
I wish you'd forgive this weakness
 
The lonely-sleepless night is searching for the warmth that will never return
Please, let me hear your voice at least once more
 
Anyone under the moonlight is thinking of someone, and having a sleepless night
'Don't cast your eyes down into the darkness'
I want to believe that smiling light
 

You can do worse

Versions: #1
All the roads I take
ask me where I'm going
They interrogate me, who am I
what do I love, what do I ignore
I don't dare to say your name
 
Maybe it's pointless
but I insist
to look for you, to sow
wishes in the side of bed where you used to sleep
so that yesterday blooms
I'm leaning on it
 
You say everything is temporary
yet we count our broken pieces
What have you lost, what have you found, and what have they 'sold' you?
In the dices of fate, away from me
you've even played around with my embrace
What a mistake that you are, but you're my weak spot
 
I can't forget
although it hurts to remember
I don't know how I could stand
being your lie
And my body has been left half
for you, my soul (my dear)
I wasn't the one to betray you
I can't forget
even if the days fly away
and the months [go by] like bullets
How I wish you'd come
You never loved me but it doesn't matter
No one changes
You could do worse
 
I draw winters on glass with my breaths
And lonlely hearts
that used to be one at some point
Now, who can survive
the rules
 
You say everything is temporary
yet we count our broken pieces
What have you lost, what have you found, and what have they 'sold' you?
In the dices of fate, away from me
You've even played around with my embrace
What a mistake that you are, my flaw
 
I can't forget
although it hurts to remember
I don't know how I could stand
being your lie
And my body has been left half
for you, my soul (my dear)
I wasn't the one to betray you
I can't forget
even if the days fly away
and the months [go by] like bullets
How I wish you'd come
You never loved me but it doesn't matter
No one changes
You could do worse...
 

Yavuz Class Frigates are En Route

Yavuz Frigate En Route, with fissuring the sea
As we may beat the foes by hitting their heads
 
Yavuz Frigate En Route, with crossing the sea
Long live with your soldiers, Mustafa Kemal Pasha
 
Yavuz Frigate En Route, with fissuring the sea
As we may beat the foes by hitting their heads
 
Yavuz Frigate En Route, with crossing the sea
Long live with your soldiers, Mustafa Kemal Pasha
 

I Can't Tell

Versions: #2
If I cry, will you hear my voice my verses?
Will you touch my tears with your hands?
I didn’t know that songs were this beautiful
and words were so scant
before I got into this trouble
 
There is a place, I know it
it’s possible to say everything
I am close enough, I can hear it
but I can’t tell
 

Go, do what you wanna do!

Its the crack of dawn, i can't even see the front.
My fingers are texting messages.
Some cusswords,be patient all of them will end.
I am getting hurt as well.
 
I still couldn't come to the point.
There is a storm inside me.
You know that well, karma is a bitch
And it works slowly.
 
I wouldn't get alone
I would'nt even try if i had known
I wouldn't fall over because of love.
I gave up! I am defeated for the last time.
 
Shut up,just cut the crap.
Shut up,just cut the crap.
Shut up,just cut the crap.Bag it!
 
There were three or five belongings of you.
Take them all!Shut the fuck up!
What is left from me to you,i need none of them.
Throw them out.
Go, do what you wanna do!
 
Let it all hang out, just let it go.
Have some fun,at least you have an excuse for it.
This was what you want. Here, it happened.
Go, do what you wanna do!
 

Hey, You’d Better Finish Us Off

Hey, you’d better finish us off
Take us all to the stained smudgy wall
Lug us down to the Kremlin’s dark vault
Teach us all the paternal instructions
Read out loud the fair verdict of yours
You’d dispose of us all by sunrise
You’d append a blue seal to the brief
Teach us breathing by stomach right now
Make a curative, health-giving pyre
Throw there all the insane dreams of us
The Octobrists’1 sly roundelay will
Paint the empty fields in vivid hues
Rip our mouths so that they’ll reach our ears
Having wrapped our eyes with a red rag
Having chopped off what’s been pressed to breast
Not forgetting to cover the tracks
Make us settle in a large loony bin
Sign a warrant accusing of crimes
Make us banned from the Mausoleum now
So that we can’t go voting at all
So that History’d brisk up its pace
For our Communism’s run-up to start
Hey, you’d better finish us off
 

• 1. Octobrists are 7-9 years old kids being members of the eponymous children's patriotic organisation established under the auspices of commies