Paroles et traduction Nasihat - Son Nefes

Son Nefes

Ölümü tatmak elde olabilse insan tadıp doyabilse
Aç gözünü kapatıp halini sorgulayabilse
Bak kapamadı bi türlü yapamadı
Bak bilseydi Rabbinin adlarını anlardı hayatın anlamını
Bu böyle kalacak sürekli kanacak
Fani iplere tutunacak kendini unutacak
Hiç beklemediği o an buluşacak
Dediler öyle olma dediler köle olma
Konuş dur kafalar almaz bilesin bu dünya sanada kalmaz
Hadi söyle bana kime kaldı kim cennete bilet aldı
Din tüççarlarından operasyon beyine algı
Kimler şeyh yalakası onlarda alamadı
Hurafeler ve şirk işe yaramadı eteğini yalaması
Oraya buraya uçmalar cahillere muskalar
Satılık dualar dinini bilmeyen kurbanlar
Sorsan sözde ilmi çok kafası bulanık bilgi yok
Çok konuşur durmadan çünkü hiç bir şey bilmiyor

Hiç okudunmu sen yazılanı kesinmi senin yarınların
114 sure satır satır sana seni hatırlatır
İnsan kendine acımasız asıl bu haline acımalı
Aramaz hayatın anlamını ondan aklında tek kazanımı
Bilseydiler yapmazdılar herşeyi yabana atmazdılar
Hayatı ucuza satmazdılar ona buna tapmazdılar
Yakmazdılar kendilerini görmeden cehennemin dibini
Rabbim bize nasip et çıkmaya cennet merdivenlerini amin
Alim olmak şart değil halin
Kötülükse ona mani olmak çok daha önemli ve acil
Adi insan asi adil insan sakın
Adi ve asi adil ve sakın hangisi kazanır sen et tahmin
Akıllı ol kendini vaktin dolmadan hazırla
Sonrasınıda düşün sadece bu diyara takılma
Her nefesin sonuncu olabilir asla unutma
Ve şu an nefes alıyorsan bil ki hala umut var

Last Breath

My love, if tasting death were possible, and if I could indulge in it,
I would open my eyes and question my state of being.
Look, you never closed them; you couldn't do it,
Look, if you had known the names of your Lord, you would have understood the meaning of life.
This will remain, it will bleed constantly,
It will cling to mortal threads and forget itself.
It will meet that moment it least expects.
They said, "Don't be like that, don't be a slave."
Talk, honey, their minds won't understand; know that this world won't be yours either.
Come on, tell me, whose did it become? Who bought a ticket to paradise?
Religious peddlers, manipulating the brain,
Those who fawn over sheikhs couldn't handle it either.
Superstitions and idolatry were useless, kissing its hem.
Flights there and back, amulets for the ignorant,
Prayers for sale, victims who don't know their religion.
If you ask, they supposedly know a lot, but their minds are clouded, no knowledge,
They talk incessantly because they know nothing.

My darling, have you ever read what has been written? Is your tomorrow certain?
114 chapters, line by line, remind you of you.
Humans are cruel to themselves; they should pity their own state.
They don't search for the meaning of life; their only gain in their minds
If they knew, they wouldn't do it, they wouldn't throw everything away,
They wouldn't sell their lives cheaply, they wouldn't worship this and that.
They wouldn't burn themselves without seeing the depths of hell.
My Lord, grant us the fortune of climbing the stairs to paradise. Amen.
It's not essential to be a scholar, my love,
Preventing evil is more important and urgent than that.
Base and rebellious, just and cautious,
Base and rebellious, just and cautious, guess which one will win.
Be wise, prepare yourself before your time runs out.
Think about what comes after, don't just get stuck in this world.
Every breath could be your last, never forget.
And if you're breathing now, know that there's still hope.