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Description
The world doesn't collapse loudly - it happens somewhere inside, between a breath in and a breath out. Everything seems alive, but my body feels like plastic, and my thoughts are like static from a broken radio. Love and anger have long since switched roles, playing scenes without a director. Outside, it's a show; inside, it's a front. Each line sounds like the confession of someone who has seen too much and held on for too long. It contains both a philosopher arguing with fate and a weary soldier laughing amidst the ruins of his own faith. Here they dance with demons to the rhythm of synthesisers, test their strength against chaos, argue with God, not for an answer, but simply to feel alive. A heavy, almost ritualistic beat pulses like a heartbeat on the verge of fainting. And in this despair, there's a strange purification: when you accept the pain, you stop being afraid. It seems that's what the moment sounds like when a person first looks into the abyss and recognises their reflection in it.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Bir seraptı sanki his. Savaşçı bir kölesin. Gökyüzünde saklı giz, gazabı kahredesi.
Var hayatla bir garezim. Ölümden yok ötesi. Daralmakta bak nefesim.
Gözümde kan lekesi. Tiyatroda sevgi seri, hayat değil ki pembe dizi.
İlaçlarla ayaktayım, sentetikte hep bedenim. İstemem ki yardım eli, tek başıma hallederim.
Çok tevazu aptal işi, ben bununla baş ederim. Bu kendime dertlenişim, zamana sersenişim.
Bir girdapta savrulurken doruklarda sevda niçin? Bu evrende kavga niçin?
Hayatı sevmemişim. Çatlamış bu aynalardan izledim bu kaybedişi.
Bu şeytanla dans edişim, kaçıncı cenk edişim? Şuursuzca cümleleri de dengesizce sarf edişim.
Değersizce bir bileşim, yapmacıktan etkileşim. Su almakta bir gemiydi, ben sonumu beklemişim.
Kader örüntü armonisi. Ölümden yok ötesi.
Hayallerde yaşarken de hüzünlü bir senfonisi. Bak ölümden yok ötesi ve yoldan yok dönesi.
Kahredeyim köprüesi, kan pırıydı kerterisi. Ve istemem külkedisi düşlerimde bilmelisin.
Kaç zamandır huzursuzum, umutsuzum görmelisin.
Keşmekeşli obsesiflik, bir panik ve dengesizlik. Bu dünyayı sorguluyorum lan içimde Tanrı hissi.
Yarattığım bu aktivisti ful hasarlı, çok temizdi. Zor savaştı ben direndim.
Çok acıydı ben gülerdim. Saf şuuru kaybederdim. Yalpalar ve sendelerdim.
Bozulmuş bu terazide kabusumla dengelerdim. Bu ruh halim ürkütücü bir halkı arzı temsilendi.
Yenilmez ve kaybedenle karşılıklı ağ örerdim.
Algılarım çok göreliydi, zor dönemdi, örselendim. Nefret hissi bir zaferdi. Öfke doluyum affedersin.
Çok kuşkulu, sarhoşum, yorgunum. Yol hep çok uzun, çok yokuş, korkutur bak.
Üstümüzde bir bulut gökyüzünde savrulurdu.
Yol yokuştu ben yoruldum, gözlerimde bir umut. Çok kuşkulu, sarhoşum, yorgunum.
Yol hep çok uzun, çok yokuş, korkutur bak. Üstümüzde bir bulut gökyüzünde savrulurdu.
Yol yokuştu ben yoruldum, gözlerimde bir umut.
Bu acı beni de delice uyutur. Hayatın enine boyuna tutulu.
İyice büyüdü kafada sorunu. Kurulu düzene aşırı uyuzum. Aşırı asabi, aşırı sorunlu.
Hayatım boyunca aradım huzuru. Hayatım boyunca aradım usulü. Kalemi tutamam bu gece konuşur.
Bu benim yeniden hayatı buluşum. Hüzünlü bu şiir ritime kavuşur.
Çeneyi tutamaz ki bu oluşum. Suratı buruşuk ahali konuşur. Alayı peçete paraya soyunur.
Kafamın içinde zebani korosu. Habire nuğatı bana mı kur olur?
Niye bu ego ve kibire dolusun? Sitede arıyor deneme bonusu ve bize laf atar biçim bu kurusu.
Aşırı radikal, aşırı kekosu. Bu nasıl patika? İçinde mebhusum.
İçinde doğmuşum, favela varoşum. Paranın peşine adice doluşun. Yürü bu yol uzun, başarı sonuncu.
Düşünme sen onu orospu koluşu. Düşünme sen onu yürü bu yol uzun.
Üstünü basacan bir sürü yokuşun. Önünü kesecek bir sürü oluşum. Kahraman olamaz düşünen sonu.
Hayat bu boru mu, şaka mı, soru mu? Elini uzatan kapıyor kolunu.
Bu dünya dönüyor sulu mu, kuru mu? Yaşarken ölüyorum.
Şimdi hepsini düşününce belki de kusurlu olan ben değildim.
Bu dünyada her şey birbiriyle ahenk içinde derler ya.
Belli ki ben bulamadım yerimi.
-O yüzden o kadar çok öfkelendim. -Çok kuşkulu, sarhoşum, yorgunum.
Yol hep çok uzun, çok yokuş, korkutur bak. Üstümüzde bir bulut gökyüzünde savrulurdu.
Yol yokuştu ben yoruldum, gözlerimde bir umut. Çok kuşkulu, sarhoşum, yorgunum.
Yol hep çok uzun, çok yokuş, korkutur bak.
Üstümüzde bir bulut gökyüzünde savrulurdu. Yol yokuştu ben yoruldum, gözlerimde bir umut.
English translation
The feeling was like a mirage. You are a warrior slave. The secret hidden in the sky, the wrath of hell.
I have a grudge with life. There is nothing beyond death. Look, my breath is getting short.
There is a blood stain in my eye. Love is serial in the theater, life is not a soap opera.
I am alive with medications, my body is always on synthetics. I don't want a helping hand, I can handle it alone.
Too much modesty, stupid thing, I can deal with it. This is me worrying about myself, worrying about time.
Why is love at its peak while being thrown in a whirlpool? Why fight in this universe?
I didn't like life. I watched this loss through these cracked mirrors.
This is the first time I've danced with the devil, how many times have I fought? My unconscious and unbalanced use of sentences.
A worthless combination, a fake interaction. It was a ship taking on water, I was waiting for my end.
Destiny pattern harmony. There is nothing beyond death.
A sad symphony while living in dreams. Look, there is nothing beyond death and there is no return from the road.
Damn the bridge, it was bloody. And you should know that I don't want Cinderella in my dreams.
You should see how long I've been restless and hopeless.
Chaotic obsession, panic and imbalance. I'm questioning this world, the feeling of God inside me.
This activist I created was completely damaged, very clean. It was a hard fight, I resisted.
It was so painful, I laughed. I would lose pure consciousness. I would wobble and stumble.
I would balance this distorted scale with my nightmare. This mood of mine represented a frightening public desire.
I would weave mutual webs with the invincible and the loser.
My perceptions were very relative, it was a difficult time, I was traumatized. The feeling of hatred was a victory. I'm full of anger, sorry.
I'm very suspicious, drunk, tired. The road is always very long, very steep, it's scary.
A cloud was floating in the sky above us.
The road was steep, I was tired, but there was hope in my eyes. I'm very suspicious, drunk, tired.
The road is always very long, very steep, it's scary. A cloud was floating in the sky above us.
The road was steep, I was tired, but there was hope in my eyes.
This pain makes me fall asleep like crazy. Embrace life to its fullest.
The problem in his head has gotten bigger and bigger. I am extremely dissatisfied with the established order. Extremely irritable, extremely problematic.
I've been searching for peace my whole life. I've been searching for the method my whole life. I can't hold the pen, he talks tonight.
This is my rediscovery of life. This sad poem finds rhythm.
This formation cannot hold the jaw. People with wrinkled faces talk. He strips down for a lot of napkins and money.
Demon chorus in my head. Will Habire's speech be courting me?
Why are you so full of ego and arrogance? He is looking for a trial bonus on the site and tells us about this piece of crap.
Too radical, too cheesy. What kind of path is this? I'm obsessed with it.
I was born in it, my favela suburb. Follow your money recklessly. Walk this road is long, success is the last.
Don't think about it, bitch. Don't think about it, just walk it, this road is long.
Lots of hills to climb. There are many formations that will block your way. He can't be a hero, he who thinks about the end.
Is life a pipe, a joke, a question? The one who extends his hand grabs his arm.
This world rotates, is it wet or dry? I'm dying while I'm alive.
Now that I think about it all, maybe I wasn't the one at fault.
As they say, everything in this world is in harmony with each other.
Apparently I couldn't find my place.
-That's why I got so angry. -I'm very suspicious, drunk, tired.
The road is always very long, very steep, it's scary. A cloud was floating in the sky above us.
The road was steep, I was tired, but there was hope in my eyes. I'm very suspicious, drunk, tired.
The road is always very long, very steep, it's scary.
A cloud was floating in the sky above us. The road was steep, I was tired, but there was hope in my eyes.