Paroles et traduction Ozbi feat. Gülce Duru - Olmazlara Yandım (Live)

Olmazlara Yandım (Live)

Soğuk akşamların kader niyeti ömür
Boğuk yarınların keder nöbeti gönül
Bi′ yağmurdan, bi' mahmurdan hesap sorar çamur
Bulur yönü, arar günü gönül
Sanık hisler kara merhem çalar her dem, yaşanan ne?
Alışan ben, karışan kim?
Bi′ sersem, yaşanan ne?
Bulut beyaz, umut değil
Hangi yas, hangi kin, hangi sen, hangi din olmaz diyen?
Olmazlara yandım bugün
Bir ben bi' sen kaldım bugün
Olmazlara yandım bugün
Bir ben bi' sen kaldım bugün
Bak yol gidiyor, son geliyor yine yanlışlıkla, tek kalmışlıkla yazıyorum anlık
Dünya dönüyor mu arsızlıkla, her çapsızlıkla sızıyor mu dipsiz rüya?
Çok çok çekilir şansız kura, tükenir sarhoşluklar, bağırır tüm boşluklar
Yapılır nahoşluklar, ayıp mı nahoşluklar?
Kime göre nahoşluk lan, ha
Bir bokluk var
Biliyom çok yokluk var ama çok zengin var
Yani çok bokluk var
Biliyom çok yokluk var ama çok zengin var
Yani
Kime göre diyemeden evimize niye gece girdiğimizi soran herkese söve söve bitemedi yargılayanlar
Sevemedi bizi hiç sevgiyi yaftalayanlar
Korkuyu pompalayanlar
Ele güne rezilliğimiz olsun size ne
İçiyoz, kime ne
Varsın diye yaşamıyım mi lan, ha
"Deli mi ne, veli mi ne, geri mi ne?" diye düşün ya da sus gir evine
Sine sine geliyo bu gençlik
Güveniyor yüreğine, kalemine
Olmaz diyon ya sen gelicem tükürüp polisin sirenine
Olmaz diyon ya yine sen gelip ateş etçem frenine
Bi′ dert denizine gömülür dünya, daha sesimize çığlık yaslamadık, biz izimizi görmeyi düşündük hep, düşümüze artistlik taslamadık
Dizimizi kanattı heyecanımız hep, hiç gücümüzü senle kıyaslamadık
Özümüzü anlara armağan ettik, bulunan yolları saklamadık ki
Yol yine kapandı, yine bulandı, niye bulandık yaralarla
Sigaram, bana küsme
Sol omuzumdan bir serçe havalandı yaralarla
Kanadım, bana küsme
Bana küsme
Gönülde söz, ciğerde köz, yeminde göz, deminde öz gibiyim, bazen yiğitte mitralyöz gibiyim
Bazen düz gibiyim, bazen gülen bi yüz gibiyim, güz gibiyim
Bazen türkü, bazen köleyim siyah ve blues gibiyim
Bana küsme
Evet bazen öküz biriyim ama padişahlara prüz biriyim, namerde baya lüks biriyim
Tam deliyim, halüs gibiyim, fakülteliye kampüs gibiyim, yavşaklara kaktüs biri, sar beni bak papirüs gibiyim
Bana küsme
Kış değilim, yaz gibiyim
Az değilim, ayaz gibiyim, maraz biriyim
Jazz gibi biraz ama saz gibiyim
Bazen kabul kalas biriyim, tabii ki hıyara klas biriyim
Yedekte değil hep as biriyim, bazen yırtılmış kas gibiyim
Bana küsme
Tabulara mıhlanana hilti misali duygu döven bi′ cihaz gibiyim, yanan haz gibiyim, hiç sıkılmadığın bi' vaaz gibiyim
İtiraz gibiyim, miras gibiyim, gençken tutamadığın yas gibiyim, çocuğun gülüşüne paspas gibiyim, olmazlara kumpas gibiyim lan
Yol yine kapandı, yine bulandı, niye bulandık yaralarla
Sigaram, bana küsme
Sol omuzumdan bir serçe havalandı yaralarla
Kanadım, bana küsme
Olmazlara yandım bugün
Bir ben bi′ sen kaldım bugün
Olmazlara yandım bugün
Bir ben bi' sen kaldım bugün
Olmazlara yandım bugün
Bir ben bi′ sen kaldım bugün, bugün
Olmazlara yandım bugün, bugün, bugün, bugün
Bir ben bi' sen kaldım bugün, bugün
Bugün

Burned by Impossibilities (Live)

The fate of cold evenings, a lifetime of intentions
The sorrow watch of dull tomorrows, a heart
The mud seeks accounts from a rain, from a drowsiness
The heart finds its direction, searches for its day
Accused feelings steal a black ointment all the time, what has been lived?
I, who got used to it, who got mixed up?
A fool, what has been lived?
Cloud is white, not hope
Which sorrow, which grudge, which you, which religion says it can't be?
I burned with impossibilities today
Only you and I are left today
I burned with impossibilities today
Only you and I are left today
Look, the road is going, the end is coming again by mistake, I'm writing with loneliness, momentarily
Is the world spinning with impudence, does it leak with every incompetence, a bottomless dream?
A lot of unlucky draws are drawn, drunkenness runs out, all the voids scream
Disgusting things are done, are disgusting things shameful?
According to whom is it disgusting, huh
There's something wrong
I know there's a lot of poverty but there's a lot of wealth
I mean, there's a lot of crap
I know there's a lot of poverty but there's a lot of wealth
So
Before we could even ask "according to whom," the judges who never ended, cursing at everyone who asked why we came home at night
Those who never loved us, who labeled love
Those who pump fear
Let our disgrace be to the public, what's it to you
We're drinking, what's it to anyone
Should I not live because you exist, huh
Think "Crazy or what, saint or what, backward or what?" or shut up and go home
This youth is coming quietly
Trusting their hearts, their pens
You say it can't be, I'll come spitting on the police siren
You say it can't be, again you'll come and shoot at its brakes
The world is buried in a sea of trouble, we haven't yet leaned a scream against our voices, we always thought of seeing our mark, we didn't put artistry on our dreams
Our excitement always hurt our knees, we never compared our strength to yours
We gifted our essence to moments, we didn't hide the paths we found
The road is closed again, it's muddy again, why did we get muddy with wounds
My cigarette, don't be mad at me
A sparrow took off from my left shoulder with wounds
My wing, don't be mad at me
Don't be mad at me
I am like a word in the heart, ember in the lungs, eye in the oath, essence in the moment, sometimes I am like a machine gun in a brave man
Sometimes I'm flat, sometimes I'm like a smiling face, I'm like autumn
Sometimes a folk song, sometimes I'm a slave, I'm like black and blues
Don't be mad at me
Yes, sometimes I'm a grumpy one, but I'm a proud one to sultans, I'm a very luxurious one to the dishonorable
I'm completely crazy, I'm like a hallucination, I'm like a campus to a college student, I'm a cactus to jerks, hug me, look, I'm like papyrus
Don't be mad at me
I'm not winter, I'm like summer
I'm not few, I'm like frost, I'm a diseased one
A bit like jazz but I'm like a saz
Sometimes I'm a wooden block of acceptance, of course I'm a classy one to cucumbers
I'm not in reserve, I'm always an ace, sometimes I'm like a torn muscle
Don't be mad at me
I'm like a device that beats emotions like a hammer to those nailed to taboos, I'm like a burning treasure, I'm like a sermon you never get bored of
I'm like an objection, I'm like an inheritance, I'm like a mourning you couldn't hold when you were young, I'm like a doormat to a child's laughter, I'm like a conspiracy against impossibilities
The road is closed again, it's muddy again, why did we get muddy with wounds
My cigarette, don't be mad at me
A sparrow took off from my left shoulder with wounds
My wing, don't be mad at me
I burned with impossibilities today
Only you and I are left today
I burned with impossibilities today
Only you and I are left today
I burned with impossibilities today
Only you and I are left today, today
I burned with impossibilities today, today, today, today
Only you and I are left today, today
Today