Paroles et traduction Siirbaz feat. Necip Mahfuz & Harun Adil - Yeniden

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Harun Adil
Bi çocuk hayalet et karanlıkların ülkesinde
Sırtında ağır yükü çantasıyla beresiyle
Yolda trafik kavgası insanların saçmalığı
Bi dünya hayal et kimsede huzurun kalmadığı
Okulda öğretmen silsesi gelmeyen zil sesi
Daldığında hayallerine duyan tebessüm etmesi
Bir işçi çocuğusun sen bilmesende kendini
Değişmez istakbalin aslen budur işinin gerçeği
Adam etmez seni o aldığın dersler
Baksana eğitmenlerin ilim yüklü merkep
Sana verilen ödevlerin yüzeysel ve külfet sonra
Okul çağın bittiğinde dön düzene küfret
Çalındı yılların bi zerre bilmeden geçti
Çocuktun ve kutsaldın zaman seni kirletti
Yan derdine ne kadar kısıldıysa sesin
Bu varolan düzene bi çare olmalıydı kesin

Güneş tepene doğar yeniden
İçin ateş dışın deriden
Çocuk arar durur bi neden
En aydınlık anda batar gemiler

Necip Mahfuz
Bu kalem karanlık sabahlardan ilham alır
Şu yaygarayı görse gözün miden bunalır
Otobüsün camında kafan mirasın yar iii
Cehennemini kazandın sevaplarının faizi
Gördüğün tüm yüzler aynı sanki kocaman bir meydandasın
Pişmanlık bindi tepene ne faydası var eyvahların
İlkokuldan ortaya, liseden lisansa
Dünya′yı değiştircektin birazcık inansan
Omuza binan ağrılar, bu kambur hediye mi?
Korkular ve arzular hepsi aynı gemidedir
Adımlar attın yol boyunca doğrulandın, yanıldın
Definen dostlarındı, içini döküp bayıldın
Sen yanıldın, daha fazla yanıldın
Tekrar denedin yanıldın, son hamlende yanıldın
Hayal kırıklığın tanımsız, eve döndün ağladın
Utanma. Güneş yükseldi, sabaha uyandın

Güneş tepene doğar yeniden
İçin ateş dışın deriden
Çocuk arar durur bi neden
En aydınlık anda batar gemiler

Again

Harun Adil
A child ghost in the land of darkness
With a heavy load on his back, his beret
On the road, traffic brawls, people's nonsense
Imagine a world where no one has peace
At school, the teacher's voice, the bell's sound
When you enter your dreams, you hear a smile
You are a worker's child, even if you don't know yourself
Your future will not change, this is the reality of your work
Those lessons you take will not make you a man
Look, your trainers are scholars, dumb as donkeys
The homework they give you is superficial and burdensome, and then
When your school days are over, you will turn and curse the order
Your years were stolen, you passed by without knowing a thing
You were a child, and you were sacred, time has corrupted you
When you cry to your troubles, how your voice is strangled
There had to be a solution to this existing order

The sun rises on your head again
Your heart is fire, your exterior is leather
The child looks for a reason
Ships sink at the brightest moment

Necip Mahfuz
This pen draws inspiration from dark mornings
If you saw this hubbub, your stomach would churn
Your head in the bus window, your heritage, half of yaw
You have earned your hell, the interest on your good deeds
All the faces you see are the same, as if you were in a huge square
Regret has settled on you, what use are your cries of woe?
From elementary school to high school, through high school to university
You were going to change the world, if you only had a little faith
The pains that weigh on your shoulders, is this hump a gift?
Fears and desires are all in the same boat
You have taken steps along the way, corrected yourself, erred
Your treasure was your friends, you poured out your heart and fainted
You were wrong, you were more wrong
You tried again, you were wrong, you were wrong in your final move
Your disappointment is indescribable, you went home and cried
Do not be ashamed. The sun has risen, you have woken up to a new morning

The sun rises on your head again
Your heart is fire, your exterior is leather
The child looks for a reason
Ships sink at the brightest moment