More songs by Naskas
Description
The night, like an old acquaintance, whispers briefly, to the point, and with a slight, squinting smile: there's no room for ceremony here, just an honest map and the rule "if you have it, show it." The rhythm is like a step on wet cobblestones: cautiously, but with intention - so they can hear, so they know the reserve is hidden, and the conscience has endured. The text conveys a confidence that is both formidable and familiarly comforting - there's irony in the voice, almost like winking at a neighbour in the stairwell: "Don't be down, let's go keep our promise." Words flash in fragments - short orders, crumpled plans, a joke about the price of cheese, and a map of Istanbul - all of this makes the image feel alive, stubborn, and a little tired from constant tension. Where others see only a threat, the old code is heard: hide, prove yourself, don't give up - and a bit of rough humour to keep the human touch. Ultimately, the feeling isn't so much one of danger as it is a habit of life where the stakes are high, and warm irony helps you survive another round.
Lyrics and translation
Original
De-de-de-destur.
-Des-destur. -Ah!
Şat, şat, -şat. -Yaparız olur, aynen o kadar.
Kafam korkunç like esenler otogar. Ayıktır elalem ayıklar baba.
Düşmeyin lan oğlum yazık lan ter. Atıldı kaşa, faça bi' çizik. La peynir söyle fiyatın ne kadar?
İlla denk gelir İstanbul map'in. Bir tek Allah var, çete yok tekim. Eh, de-de-de-des-destur.
O kadar varsa göster. Kahpeyi canından bezdir. Baslar yes, onlar fıs. Anladın.
De-destur. O kadar varsa göster. Kahpeyi canından bezdir. Baslar yes, onlar fıs.
Anladın. Aslanlar gibi boynumda muska. Fark ederse amına koyarım.
Rahatım anamın karnından beri. A-a-anladın beni. Biz-biz sokakta. İster sokakta ister sarayda.
Paşalar gibi sıkıntı tınlı. Sorun yok yani olamaz zaten. Gizledim zulayı bulana son.
Duranın amına koyayım. Siktim birkaç sene kumarın am-.
Sözünde durmazsan amına koyayım. Burdayım vurmazsan amına koyayım. O-oldu mu baba?
Tamam mı yani? Konular kapandı, tamam mı yani? Doksan aç şut, hedefe şat.
Baba yapmakta kararlı yani. Destur. O kadar varsa göster.
Kahpe. Bas-bas-bas-baslar yes, yes, yes. A-a-anladın. Destur.
O kadar varsa göster. Kahpeyi canından bezdir. Baslar yes, onlar fıs.
Bu zalim.
Destur. Destur. Destur. Destur.
English translation
De-de-de-destur.
-Des-destur. -Ah!
Smash, smack, -smack. -We can do it, that's all.
My head is terrible, like Esenler bus station. Everyone is sober, father.
Don't fall, my son, what a pity. A scratch was thrown at his eyebrow. La cheese tell me how much is your price?
It definitely comes across on the Istanbul map. There is only God, there is no gang, I am alone. Well, de-de-de-des-destur.
If you have that much, show it. He is fed up with the whore. The bass yes, they fis. You got it.
De-destur. If you have that much, show it. He is fed up with the whore. The bass yes, they fis.
You got it. An amulet around my neck like a lion. If he notices, I'll fuck him.
I have been comfortable since my mother's womb. A-a-you understood me. We-we are on the street. Whether on the street or in the palace.
Trouble-filled like the pashas. There's no problem, so it can't happen anyway. I hid the stash until I found it.
Fuck whoever stops. I fucked gambling for a few years.
Fuck you if you don't keep your word. I'm here, if you don't shoot me, fuck you. Is that okay, dad?
So okay? Topics closed, okay? Ninety open shots, hitting the target.
So the father is determined to do it. Destur. If you have that much, show it.
Whore. Press-press-press-press yes, yes, yes. A-a-you got it. Destur.
If you have that much, show it. He is fed up with the whore. The bass yes, they fis.
This is cruel.
Destur. Destur. Destur. Destur.