Текст и перевод песни Kolera - Bugün Mutlu Olamayacak Gibiyim

Bugün Mutlu Olamayacak Gibiyim

Ruh halim müsait havada kötü bugün
Bunu artik anlatmam gerek
365 gün gerilim sürecek
Sanirim pollyanna biraz sikilip üzülecek
Bunu artik anlatmam gerek
Gerilim hattina gerçek gerilecek
Kolera kalbe değinecek
Yangin sardi yarali kaygi yedi numara saçlarini kazitti bedenim içten yanmali gözünü çikarip önüne koymali
Yarali talih militani yakinlarinda ayricalikli
Bir yalanci aramali kurcalama yavrum bu konu ayricalikli demek senin medet uman yanin birde tarafli
Gözünü kimler bağladi
Bir baykuşun gagasinda kaldi kafanin pervazi
Edep can bilerse gözünü kan bürürse kefen denk gelirse
Bir atin nalina bağli şans dönerse deliye dönerim
Kadere şans düşerse
Transit yolcu destinasyon
Uçuruma ürkek dudaklarimda kelebek gürültüsü gönlünün yarisi kof nuru kaçti
Kaç dakika önce öldü emdiğin haram süttü belli
Yoksa oğlan dayiya kiz da halaya mi çekti
Hey mic check dvdyi bağlaman gerekecek
90 dakikalik gerilim çek gözler mercek bunlar gerçek
Ne bir dandik sihir nede keramet
Dil çabukluğumu bendeki marifet
üzüleceksek herkes gibi öleceksek
Kanamaya eş değer makinede aci çek
Ben nasil bir ferdim uzun uzun konuşurum
Lüzumu olmasada kurgumu kalbine kurmuşum
Kerbelada saatimi hüzünüme kurmuşum
Kaybolurum durun
Gözüme bak da sarfet inkari öneriyorum
İçini aç da görelim gerçeği üzülüyorum
Ben nasil bir ferdim uzun uzun konuşurum
Halbuki çok kirginim çok suskunum
Kim demiş kime demiş ne demiş neden demiş
Kim kiminle nerede nasil ne hallerde sergilenmiş
Peki bunu kimden öğrenmiş?
çok konuşanin dili kesilirmiş
Ha ha ha ha
Ruhlarinizdan süzülüp geçtim ilkin kentin dişina seyirttim sikişti kalbim sigara verin
Bugün mutlu olamayacak gibiyim
Safkan ayipti belki deniz seviyesinde kayip saydim
Seni için koyu renk ve kelekti
Tercih edilebilecek en kötü seçenektin
Ulan bu ne biçim bal sen nasil peteksin
Canini aldiğin ceninlerin beddualariylami,
şimdi şefaat dileyeceksin
Altina çekilen taburelerle gördüğün saygi aslinda
Onlar g... ne koymaya kararliydi çikarlari olmasa
Boyaynam sandim seni yillarin akintisiyla
Oysa sakli çatalin boğazina
Azmettirdiğin günahlar 1.74 boyunda
Rüşveti bolca yolla
şöyle sürüklen batakliğa
Firsatim olsa tikarim sizleri korku tünelinin arasina
Okul anesteziyle hayat karmaşayla
Ben bir ikilemeyle hayir hayir
Sempatizanliğim kendime
Huyum suyum kurusun suratim benzer kendi yüzüme
Estetik bir enstantane
Biraz da şu tarafa doğru gülümse
Senle hesabim var hadi neyse
Olup biten gerçekse
Imitasyon moron kafanin içindeki çocuk korosunu artik kilitle
Kaç model bu karakter bu nasil kualite
Sandi kendini sofistike
Nefsi mücadele askida kaldi takla atti mentalite
Ağri çekti tir yokuş başinda
Söyledim ya çuvaldizi bana satiri sapla kendine
Ben nasil bir ferdim uzun uzun konuşurum
Lüzumu olmasada kurgumu kalbine kurmuşum
Kerbelada saatimi hüzünüme kurmuşum
Kaybolurum durun
Gözüme bak da sarfet inkari öneriyorum
İçini aç da görelim gerçeği üzülüyorum
Ben nasil bir ferdim uzun uzun konuşurum
Halbuki çok kirginim çok suskunum

I Don't Think I Can Be Happy Today

My mood is off, the weather's bad today
I need to talk about this now
The tension will last 365 days
I think Pollyanna will get a little bored and sad
I need to talk about this now
The tension line will retreat to reality
Cholera will touch the heart
The fire has spread, the wounded anxiety shaved its hair at number seven, my body should burn from within, it should take its eyes out and put them in front of it
The wounded soldier of fate is privileged among his relatives
You should call a liar, don't dig, baby, this issue is privileged, which means your side hoping for help is also biased
Who blindfolded you
The frame of your mind remained in the beak of an owl
If modesty knows life, if blood covers the eyes, if a shroud comes across
I'll go crazy if the luck tied to a horse's horseshoe turns
If luck falls to fate
Transit passenger destination
The sound of a butterfly on my timid lips to the abyss, half of your heart is hollow, its light has faded
It's clear the forbidden milk you sucked died a few minutes ago
Or did the boy pull his uncle and the girl pull her aunt
Hey mic check, you'll need to connect the DVD
90 minutes of suspense, eyes are lenses, these are real
Neither a cheap magic nor a miracle
The agility of my tongue is the skill in me
If we are going to be sad, if we are going to die like everyone else
Equivalent to bleeding, suffer pain in the machine
What kind of individual am I, I talk at length
I have set my fiction in your heart, even though it is not necessary
I set my watch to my sadness in Karbala
I'll get lost, stop
Look into my eyes and deny it, I suggest
Open your heart so we can see the truth, I'm sad
What kind of individual am I, I talk at length
Whereas I am very resentful, very silent
Who said to whom, what did they say, why did they say it
Who with whom, where, how, in what states were exhibited
So who learned this from?
They say the tongue of the one who talks a lot is cut off
Ha ha ha ha
I slipped through your souls, first I took a ride outside the city, my heart squeezed, give me a cigarette
I don't think I can be happy today
It was a purebred shame, maybe I counted it as a loss at sea level
You were a dark color and a butterfly for me
You were the worst option available
Man, what kind of honey are you, what kind of honeycomb are you
With the curses of the fetuses you took your life from,
will you now ask for intercession
The respect you see with the stools pulled under you is actually
They were determined to put their d*** in you if they didn't have any interests
I thought I painted you with the flow of years
But your hidden fork is in your throat
The sins you instigated are 1.74 tall
Send the bribe abundantly
Drag yourself into the swamp like this
If I had the chance, I would stick you guys in the middle of the tunnel of fear
School with anesthesia, life with chaos
Me with a dilemma, no no
My sympathy is for myself
May my habits and water dry up, my face resembles my own face
An aesthetic snapshot
Smile a little more this way
I have an account with you, come on, whatever
If what happened is real
Lock up the children's choir in the imitation moron's head now
How many models is this character, what kind of quality is this
Thought he was sophisticated
The soul struggled, hung in the air, somersaulted, mentality
He suffered pain at the beginning of the steep slope
I told you, sell the needle to me, stick the awl in yourself
What kind of individual am I, I talk at length
I have set my fiction in your heart, even though it is not necessary
I set my watch to my sadness in Karbala
I'll get lost, stop
Look into my eyes and deny it, I suggest
Open your heart so we can see the truth, I'm sad
What kind of individual am I, I talk at length
Whereas I am very resentful, very silent