Urgan - Eypio Übersetzung ins Englische

Urgan

Boynumda urganların ilmekleri var
Saplanan göğsüme kirpikleri var, canavar
Yazmazsam nağmesine
Şu sazın her teline, ellerim kanar

Yağınca yağmurlar ıslanmalılar
Gökkuşaklarını kıskanmalılar
Pislenmeliler, hapisler delilerle doldu
Suçlular da kanka, üstlenmediler

Her gece düş gibi gördüğüm
Her gece dün gibi kördüğüm
Her gece gündüze gömdüğüm
Trump gibi kime duvar ördüğüm

Belli mi değil, kederli mi değil
Ödesen kader bedelli mi değil
Hayat bu herkesi ezdiğin değil
Bu yaptığın sana yakıştı mı beyim?

Üfle bi' neyim, küfte bi' mavi
Doğruyu söyle, ben üfle biteyim
Demli bi' çay ya da eski bi' deyim
Bi' namlunun ucunda git de gideyim

Bit de biteyim, doksanlardan eski bi' teyp
Eski bi' kaset
Eski bi' söz ya da eski bi' geyik
Bizi kanka aldılar rehin

Yağınca yağmurlar ıslanmalılar
Gökkuşaklarını kıskanmalılar
Pislenmeliler, hapisler delilerle doldu
Suçlular da kanka, üstlenmediler

Boynumda urganların ilmekleri var
Saplanan göğsüme kirpikleri var, canavar
Yazmazsam nağmesine
Şu sazın her teline, ellerim kanar

Noose

Nooses of ropes are around my neck, my love
Your eyelashes, like daggers, pierce my chest, oh my beast
If I don't write to its melody,
To every string of this saz, my hands bleed, my dear

When the rains fall, they should get soaked, my love
They should envy the rainbows, my dear
They should get dirty, the prisons are filled with madmen
The criminals are buddies, darling, they didn't take responsibility

Every night, what I see like a dream, my love
Every night, a knot I tie like yesterday, my dear
Every night, what I bury in the day
Like Trump, to whom I build a wall, darling

Is it clear, or isn't it sorrowful, my love
If you pay, is fate for sale, my dear
Life's not about crushing everyone, darling
Does this action suit you, sir?

Blow me something, my love, a blue meatball, my dear
Tell the truth, darling, let me blow and be done
A strong tea or an old saying, my love
At the end of a barrel, my dear, tell me to go and I'll go

Let me finish, my love, an old tape from the nineties, my dear
An old cassette
An old word or an old joke, darling
They took us hostage, buddy

When the rains fall, they should get soaked, my love
They should envy the rainbows, my dear
They should get dirty, the prisons are filled with madmen
The criminals are buddies, darling, they didn't take responsibility

Nooses of ropes are around my neck, my love
Your eyelashes, like daggers, pierce my chest, oh my beast
If I don't write to its melody,
To every string of this saz, my hands bleed, my dear