More songs by Tahrip
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Description
The world is burning – not only in the news, but also beneath the surface. Every word pierces like a rusty nail into the concrete of reality. No one sings here - they shoot phrases, thunder punches, strike at blindness and hypocrisy. The air smells of fatigue, the streets hum with cynicism, but somewhere between anger and rhyme, the truth breaks through - the kind you can't hide from behind a slogan or a screen.
The voice sounds like a protest from the basement of consciousness - a little crazy, but honest. And while some people are collecting likes and positions, here they are collecting words to break the silence. A loud, raw, incorruptible confession of those who still know how to speak up.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Toprak ana rant fiç ellerinde anafor. Biz yollarda çekiç orak direneceksek matador.
Kafalarında kaptan koluna diktatör.
Yollar haktan uzak sıfat başta şeytan olacak metafor. Şaşkın kaldık.
Bu ateş bir rüyayı kak atmış oldu.
Çelmece rap ama buna hiç yürüma. Dilimin akarı yarar aptal diline akar kara para.
Fikrim yakar o kafanı ahmak tanrıların basar faka.
Alamet tüm ekranlarda yalan basın yazar fakat. Ben özgürlük müdafi iken elde pankart yanar paça.
Bekliyorum açmasını hayallerim zula. Evliler hırsızlıkla yolsuzlukla kuma.
Sen dirayet göster çalış çabala üç kuruş kak için. Dökün onlar gelecek dönerlerken kuma.
Sustu laf etmedi.
Aşımın uçağı bile uçmadı.
Ama yeter yazgın elinde.
Kefenin dikenli cephenin müdafi mi ben oldum? Sence onursuz bir tutsak.
Son günlere hoş geldiniz. Bu tanrının son lokması.
Haram yiyen siyasetçilerin ağızlarının pis kokması gibi. Döner devran elbet uyanır insan hiç korkma diye.
Sorgula varoluşu bu bir delinin distopyası. Saçma kaldık.
Saç saç bir dünyaya uyandık. Etmez ahde.
Kül tedbiri sultanın şahsı.
Sustu laf etmedi.
Aşımın uçağı bile uçmadı.
Ama yeter yazgın elinde.
Kefenin dikenli cephenin müdafi mi ben oldum? Sence onursuz bir tutsak.
Filin kanadı birine atar o düzenin en hası.
Sekilip atılır ipini koparıp itini salar o kesenin ağzı. Kilidi kapalı yerine kalanın aklı kara.
Payına kalan o karamır paralar. Ellerindeki bu bedevi talan hep zam kuyruğu isle düşünceden defol.
Defol, defol, defol, defol.
Defol, defol, defol, defol. Defol, defol, defol, defol. Defol, defol, defol. Defol! Defol!
Sustu laf etmedi.
Aşımın uçağı bile uçmadı.
Ama yeter yazgın elinde.
Kefenin dikenli cephenin müdafi mi ben oldum? Sence onursuz.
Sustu laf etmedi.
Aşımın uçağı bile uçmadı.
Ama yeter yazgın elinde.
Kefenin dikenli cephenin müdafi mi ben oldum? Sence onursuz bir tutsak.
English translation
Mother earth is a whirlwind in the hands of the rent basin. If we are going to resist with hammer and sickle on the roads, matador.
In their minds, a dictator on a captain's arm.
The roads are far from right, the adjective will be the devil first, the metaphor. We were stunned.
This fire destroyed a dream.
Çelmece rap but don't go for it. Black money flows on your stupid tongue.
My idea will burn your head, but your stupid gods will crush it.
But the sign says fake press on all screens. While I was a defender of freedom, I was holding a banner and burning my trousers.
I'm waiting for my dreams to open the stash. Married people commit theft and corruption.
You show courage, work hard, and earn a penny. Pour it on the sand when they come back.
He kept silent and did not speak.
My vaccine's plane didn't even fly.
But enough is in your hands.
Am I the defender of the thorny front? You think he's a dishonorable prisoner.
Welcome to the last days. This is God's last bite.
It's like the bad breath of politicians who eat haram. As time goes by, people will surely wake up so that they have no fear.
Question existence, this is a madman's dystopia. We were left ridiculous.
We woke up to a world of hair. He doesn't make a promise.
Ash precaution is the sultan's person.
He kept silent and did not speak.
My vaccine's plane didn't even fly.
But enough is in your hands.
Am I the defender of the thorny front? You think he's a dishonorable prisoner.
The elephant's wing throws at someone, the best of that order.
The mouth of that purse jumps out, breaks its rope and releases its dog. The one who remains locked is in trouble.
Those dark coins that are left to your share. Get out of the thought that this Bedouin plunder in your hands is always a waste of money.
Get out, get out, get out, get out.
Get out, get out, get out, get out. Get out, get out, get out, get out. Get out, get out, get out. Get out! Get out!
He kept silent and did not speak.
My vaccine's plane didn't even fly.
But enough is in your hands.
Am I the defender of the thorny front? You think it's dishonorable.
He kept silent and did not speak.
My vaccine's plane didn't even fly.
But enough is in your hands.
Am I the defender of the thorny front? You think he's a dishonorable prisoner.