Lyrics and translation Sagopa Kajmer feat. Dr. Fuchs & Mista Brown - CD1 Minimalite

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Daraldım bugün gene çevreme baktım; yalanlarla dolu
Resimleri yırttım attım
Küllenmiş anılarım rüzgarda savrulsun; güneşimde kavrulsun
Siz daha bugün benim
Görmedin, kalkmışa oturmayın dedik; bu trackte artık attık
Size kemik
Yıllardır bu rapi çaktım sen de baktın; şimdi ayağa
Kalktım, meşaleyi yaktım
Bu benim 1günüm sen de bak; bu benim 1.günüm sen de kalk
Bu benim 1günüm haydi yap; bu benim 1günüm meşaleyi yak
Bu defterin yüzü asık, yazık bir gündü geride kalan özümle
Tek geceydi, bir heceydi, ah çekip selayı duydum aklımın
Bir köşesi
Neşeyi savunur olsa gari, bir tarafı yasını yazdı, tüm
Vebalar harbe çıktı, darbe attı, yorula geldi mantık
Alemim ve kalemim parça parça, nemli gözlerim, yorgun
Argın ellerim kolpa yolcu, çaresiz dilimden intihar eden
Ki sözlerim biçareyim. harabeyim ki; günler aldı, kederim
Yazdı, 24'lük yorgun devreyim, 25'te kar beyaz bir
Bahçeyim. neyleyim ki güneşi bir günümde kördeyim
Bu sadece bir gündü, rapimiz sizlere dikenli bir güldü
Yıllarca yapılan ataklarda minimalite, bir günde parladı
Gerçek meşale
Just another day, haven't slept its 05: 00; ready to catch
The bus, hypocrısy is waiting for me, oh shit there goes my
Damn ride! hitching the hike is all it takes to make the
Switch
14: 00 And nothings really changed
Got no friends to hang with
Except this mcs in the studio, oh no
Life is prison cried again today
Thinkin of you, did you do the same
Probably not, just another war fought, got Caught, its over
Just another day, 20: 00 i'm hungry
Bread and butter fridge is empty
Melancholy is in me, feed me
22: 00 The re-run's on, sweat is pouring down my back
00: 00 Time to take A shower full of blood
Deriving from my soul, all you people need me
Phones on, but there's no message in the inbox, the
Stupid kid with black pants
And white socks
Just another day, haven't slept its 05: 00 guess what
Life is repetition full of contemplation
Oh-oh! 10: 00, i missed my bus.

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J’ai sombré aujourd’hui encore, j’ai regardé autour de moi ; plein de mensonges
J’ai déchiré les photos et je les ai jetées
Mes souvenirs cendrés soient emportés par le vent ; qu’ils soient grillés dans mon soleil
Tu es encore aujourd’hui mon
Tu n’as pas vu, on a dit de ne pas s’asseoir sur le lever ; on a déjà jeté dans ce morceau
A toi de l’os
Depuis des années, j’ai cassé ce rap, tu as vu ; maintenant, lève-toi
Je me suis levé, j’ai allumé la torche
C’est mon 1er jour, tu vois ; c’est mon 1er jour, lève-toi
C’est mon 1er jour, vas-y fais-le ; c’est mon 1er jour, allume la torche
Ce carnet a le visage fermé, c’était une journée triste avec mon être intérieur qui me manquait
C’était une seule nuit, une seule syllabe, j’ai entendu le chant de mon esprit
Un coin
S’il défendait la joie, malgré son étrangeté, un côté a écrit son deuil, tout
Les fléaux sont entrés en guerre, ont frappé, la logique est arrivée fatiguée
Mon monde et mon stylo sont en morceaux, mes yeux humides, fatigués
Mes mains sauvages, un passager malhonnête, de ma langue désespérée, un suicide
Qui mes mots sont misérables. je suis en ruine ; les jours ont pris, mon chagrin
A écrit, je suis un circuit fatigué de 24, à 25, un blanc de neige
Mon jardin. que dois-je faire, le soleil est aveugle dans mon seul jour
Ce n’était qu’une journée, notre rap était une rose épineuse pour vous
Dans les attaques effectuées pendant des années, la minimalité a brillé en un jour
Vrai flambeau
Just another day, haven't slept its 05: 00; ready to catch
The bus, hypocrısy is waiting for me, oh shit there goes my
Damn ride! hitching the hike is all it takes to make the
Switch
14: 00 And nothings really changed
Got no friends to hang with
Except this mcs in the studio, oh no
Life is prison cried again today
Thinkin of you, did you do the same
Probably not, just another war fought, got Caught, its over
Just another day, 20: 00 i'm hungry
Bread and butter fridge is empty
Melancholy is in me, feed me
22: 00 The re-run's on, sweat is pouring down my back
00: 00 Time to take A shower full of blood
Deriving from my soul, all you people need me
Phones on, but there's no message in the inbox, the
Stupid kid with black pants
And white socks
Just another day, haven't slept its 05: 00 guess what
Life is repetition full of contemplation
Oh-oh! 10: 00, i missed my bus.