Paroles et traduction Canbay & Wolker feat. Sertan - Yangınlar

Yangınlar

Bak ama taraf olma
Boş yere harap olma
Gönlümün kapıları kitli
Hapis olmuş karakolda

Vay, n'aber? Hâlin, keyfin iyi mi? (Şşt!)
YouTube, YouTube bütün gece halis gördün değil mi? (La-la)
Yazık, o kafana yiğidim
Yeri geldi alamadık abimizden giydik
Küllerimden doğdum ama hani bize pasta?
Bağcılardan korsan alıp götür bizi Mars'a

Kalmadı gözümüzde kan
Yine kaldın bu çukurda, çırpınıyon anca

Ne kadar koştuysak yorulmuşuz artık
Adım çıkmış dokuza da onuncusu n'apsın? (N'apsın?)
Bırak bari gündüz bana kalsın (Kalsın)
Zaten geceyi sana yazdım

Hakikat ailedir, artık anladım
Benimle savaşan tüm dostlarımın şansı kalmamış (Tabii, tabii)
O kadar kahve içtik hatrı kalmadı
Enayiye "Abi" dedik yanlış anladı

Bu yangınlara ömrünü harca
Derdi fakiri çeker anca
Ölüleri gömdük, kimleri ancan?
Bu katilin elinde tabanca

Yangınlara ömrünü harca
Derdi fakiri çeker anca
Ölüleri gömdük, kimleri ancan?
Bu katilin elinde tabanca

Seni içine çekiyo' duman, o zamana destur (Boss, boss)
Bre ne güzel İstanbul
Hep full kafa, fren yoktu, gez dur (Ha)
Yokuşuma çıkamaz, tıkanıyodu meftun

Bütün olay meçhul, ağzı kapat, hep sus
Kapalı kapılar ardından gidemem, az dur
Severim az çok, sevmeyene pas yok
Çok olmasın diken üstünde yürüyen (Boss, boss)

Çamaşır astığın ip olur boynuna kanca
Döşeğin altında yoksa tabanca (Hu)
Tek kişi kumpas, dolmadan kursak
Yangına girmeden otoyolu bulsak (Huh-huh!)

Kapanıyo' yaralar ufaktan
Bugün de güneş doğmayacak ufuktan
Sen çöle su ol, ben denize hasret
Sen gündüzüm ol, ben geceye kasvet

Bu yangınlara ömrünü harca
Derdi fakiri çeker anca
Ölüleri gömdük, kimleri ancan?
Bu katilin elinde tabanca

Yangınlara ömrünü harca
Derdi fakiri çeker anca
Ölüleri gömdük, kimleri ancan?
Bu katilin elinde tabanca

Fires

Take a look, don't be one-sided
Don't get devastated for nothing
The doors of my heart are locked
Imprisoned in a police station

Oh wow, how are you? Are you good? (Shh!)
YouTube, YouTube, you watched it all night, didn't you? (La-la)
What a pity, my brave man
When the time came, we couldn't get it from our brother, so we wore it
I was born from my ashes, but where's the cake for us?
Get us pirated from Bağcılar and take us to Mars

There is no blood left in our eyes
You're still stuck in this hole, struggling in vain

No matter how much we ran, we're tired now
I've got a bad reputation, what can the tenth one do after the first nine? (What can it do?)
Let the daytime at least be mine (Be mine)
I've already given the night to you

Family is the only truth, I've finally understood
My friends who fought with me have no chance now (Of course, of course)
We drank so much coffee that our friendship is gone
We called a fool "Brother" and he misunderstood

Waste your life in these fires
Only the poor suffer
We buried the dead, who do you remember?
This murderer has a gun in his hand

Waste your life in these fires
Only the poor suffer
We buried the dead, who do you remember?
This murderer has a gun in his hand

The smoke is drawing you in, that's enough for now (Boss, boss)
Oh, what a beautiful Istanbul
Always high, no brakes, just driving around (Ha)
Couldn't make it up the hill, the junkie was getting choked

The whole thing is a mystery, keep your mouth shut
I can't go through closed doors, stop for a bit
I love you a little, there's no pass for those who don't love me
Don't let too many people walk on eggshells (Boss, boss)

The rope you hang your laundry on could become a noose around your neck
If there's no gun under your bed (Hu)
One-man plot, belly full before time
Let's find the highway before we enter the fire (Huh-huh!)

Wounds are slowly healing
The sun won't rise from the horizon today either
You be the water to my desert, I'm thirsty for the sea
You be my day, I'm the gloom of the night

Waste your life in these fires
Only the poor suffer
We buried the dead, who do you remember?
This murderer has a gun in his hand

Waste your life in these fires
Only the poor suffer
We buried the dead, who do you remember?
This murderer has a gun in his hand