Текст и перевод песни Ethnique Punch - Müstesna

Müstesna

Kat zemini teşkil eder, müstakilse meşgul eder
Meşakkatli işlerin var, neticenden eşgal alır
Temaaşaada peştemal suratın düşer
Keşiften dönen keşiş Eksan kesif teşekkür eder
Keşmekeşin cuntasında gıcırdar cıvatam sökülmez
Conta yanar görünmez, gemiler batar parantez
Paslı havam ağır cıvadan kapat parantez

Sürç-ü lisan eğlenirken affı zor, çok uzun sürdü Nisan
Mevsim normallerinde tenasüp delir
Ey insan, için dışın safi kibir
Zıt kutupta bana hiç olmadığı kadar uzakta Fizan
Nazımda nizam, hizam aruzda
Netameli yazımda kaybol
Atıflar karambolde son sireni çalınca
Hırpani arzularla küllerini karıştır
Kimyasını yağmala bu kangrenin
Bayır devri muktedirlerin, tedirgin
Bilinç altı lokavt, şuur grevken delirdin
Reva mı lan, böyle her durumda muzdarip
Aksı marjinal değil tam aksi ekseri garip
Kim mağlup olur, kim galip?
Cevval elde, mundar evde, bed görevde münferit
Çok da zor olmuyor sapıtmak
Kirişi kırıp hafriyatı bi noktada damıtmak
Asgari modülden tükenir lan bu gırtlak
Opsiyon olmıcak delirmek ya sakalları kazıtmak
Haybeye kürek sesinden sirayeti tevatür
Hurafeler harfiyen hurufiden tezahür
Vurdu felek tezgahını bozanlara
Püsküllü düsturları fihristte püskürtür ey

Pejmürde, sokaklarda yankılandı müjde
Bir orman gibiydi, gaz halindeydi kuvvetli gübre
Bayır, tepetaklak halde, akıl başta bu minvalde
Canını dişine tak, bu sinyalde ses çıkartıp ayıl
İstismar, bu devri esir alan iblis var, şuayibi de
Boynunda çan bağlı beyni tabut
Yahu dileklere kaput bağla, ağaçlara çaput Ali
Müstesna, kaideyi bozan istisna
Sahibi de dümen kıran güruh hakta nümayişin muadili
Kısık sesle konuşsa da dinleyin bu garibi de;

Dünya, senle boy ölçüşülmez bugün de
Dünya, halların beter ola
Dünya, bozmasalar tanırdım seni ama
Dünya, zaten bok içindesin ah
Dünya, senle boy ölçüşülmez bugün de
Dünya, halların beter ola
Dünya, bozmasalar tanırdım seni ama
Dünya, zaten bok içindesin ah dünya...

Exceptional

The ground floor is the foundation, if it's independent, it's busy
You have a hard job, and you get a sketch from the result
In the audience, your face falls
The monk returning from the expedition, Eksan, thanks profusely
In the junta of chaos, my squeaky bolt will not come off
The gasket burns unseen, and the ships sink in parentheses
My stale air is heavy with mercury, close the parentheses

A slip of the tongue is amusing, but difficult to forgive, April lasted too long
In the season's norms, balance is mad
O man, your inside and outside are pure arrogance
At the opposite pole, Fizan is as far away from me as it has ever been
My poetry has order, my alignment is in prosody
Get lost in my intricate writing
When the references collide, and the final siren sounds
Stir its ashes with your ragged desires
Plunder the chemistry of this cancer
The age of mountains is of the powerful, anxious
When the subconscious is locked out, and the mind is on strike, you've gone mad
Is it fair, man, to be so miserable in every situation?
The axis is not marginal, on the contrary, most of it is strange
Who is defeated, who is victorious?
In a nimble hand, a dirty house, a bad job, a solitary
It's not that hard to go astray
To break the beam and condense the excavation at one point
This throat runs out of minimum modules
There will be no option, you fool, but to shave your beard
In vain, the rumor is transmitted by the sound of the shovel
Superstitions literally manifest from its letters
Fate has struck those who break its loom
He sprays the tassels of his doctrines in the index, hey

Tattered, good news echoed in the streets
It was like a forest, a strong fertilizer in a gaseous state
The slope was upside down, reason was primarily like this
Grit your teeth, make a noise in this signal and wake up
Exploitation, the devil that holds this era captive, its prophet too
His brain is in a coffin with a bell tied around his neck
Man, put a bag over your wishes, and a rag over the trees, Ali
Exceptional, the exception that breaks the rule
His master is the helmsman, the crowd is the equivalent of a demonstration in the right
Even if he speaks in a low voice, listen to this stranger, too;

World, you can't be measured with today
World, your condition is getting worse
World, I would know you if you weren't spoiled
World, you're already in the shit, ah
World, you can't be measured with today
World, your condition is getting worse
World, I would know you if you weren't spoiled
World, you're already in the shit, ah world...