Текст и перевод песни Ece Seçkin - Bu Ne Yaa

Bu Ne Yaa

Farklıyım sananı herkesten
Çıkamayıp kalanı ben merkezden
Çok sıkıldım, yine ah kaç kezden
Eh deyiverdim ben
Zayıf bulup tartaklayandan
Güçlüye yaltaklanandan
Gözü sulu gönlü taklamakandan
Ihh diye soğudum ben
Bu dünyada içime ata ata bilmem kime patlıycam
Kara kaplı kitaba öfke sata sata söyleyemeden mi çatlıycam
Hep bana bana off bu ne ya
İkiyüzlülük! Hep bir riya
Sus diye diye, dert veresiye
Hesap soracam gir sıraya
Bu ne ya, bu ne ya, off bu ne ya...
Bu ne ya, bu ne ya, off bu ne ya...
Bu ne ya, bu ne ya, off bu ne ya...
Bu ne ya, bu ne ya, off bu ne ya...
Ece seçkin:
İçi ezik dışı kazıklara
Düşene sevinen yazıklara
Hain kinci cambazlıklara
Leyn diye dalarım ben
Nakkaş gibi işle sevgiyi
Yaklaş yakala içte sevgiyi
Salıver gitsin kargaların peşine
Bir parça peynire tav olan tilkiyi
Bu dünyada içime ata ata bilmem kime patlıycam
Kara kaplı kitaba öfke sata sata söyleyemeden mi çatlıycam
Hep bana bana off bu ne ya
İkiyüzlülük! Hep bir riya
Sus diye diye, dert veresiye
Hesap soracam gir sıraya
Bu Ne Ya Bu Ne ya Of Bu Ne Ya
Bu Ne Ya Bu Ne ya Of Bu Ne Ya
Bu Ne Ya Bu Ne ya Of Bu Ne Ya

What is this?

I'm different from those who see me as everyone else
I'm the one who can't get out of the center
I'm so bored, again and again and again
Well, I said it
I got sick of those who beat me up because they thought I was weak
I got sick of those who flattered the strong
I got sick of those who were eyeing my heart
Ugh, I got cold
In this world, I don't know who to lash out at because I keep it all bottled up
Will I burst from not being able to say anything while selling my anger to a black-covered book?
Always to me, always to me, oh what is this?
Hypocrisy! It's always a lie
Hushed up, always making trouble
I'll make you pay, get in line
What is this?, what is this?, oh what is this?...
What is this?, what is this?, oh what is this?...
What is this?, what is this?, oh what is this?...
What is this?, what is this?, oh what is this?...
Ece seçkin:
Broken inside, battered outside
Woe to those who rejoice in the fall
Traitorous, spiteful, sly
I'll jump on you like a lion
Like an engraver, embroider love
Come closer, catch the love inside
Let it go, after the crows
The fox that fell for a piece of cheese
In this world, I don't know who to lash out at because I keep it all bottled up
Will I burst from not being able to say anything while selling my anger to a black-covered book?
Always to me, always to me, oh what is this?
Hypocrisy! It's always a lie
Hushed up, always making trouble
I'll make you pay, get in line
What is this, What is this, oh, What is this?
What is this, What is this, oh, What is this?
What is this, What is this, oh, What is this?