Текст и перевод песни Moskape feat. Şanışer - Ben Yazmıyorum

Ben Yazmıyorum

Das sind die Letzen tage vielleicht die Letzen Stunden
Es hört nicht auf zu Bluten die narben und die Wunden
Wozu noch kämpfen man wenn es doch eh nicht reicht
Du bleibst ein Teil von mir bis in aller Ewigkeit
Ein Platz im Nirgendwo im Tal der Traurigkeit
Hass Wut und schmerz fühlst du diese Einsamkeit
Ich geb mein letzes Hemd verschenk mein Letzen Cent
Die Sonne grade sich senkt und auf der haut brennt
Ein müder Blick in Richtung Sonne verrät meine Trauer
Weil ich in meiner Welt in einer Ecke kauer
Das leben ist zu kostbar um es so wegzuwerfen
Menschen brechen herzen aber um sie in Dreck zuwerfen
Und wenn dein schatten dich verlässt dann bist du echt verloren
Und in dieser Sekunde wird ein Mensch geboren
Dies ist kein Bild Picassos erkennst du diese Zeichen
Ein schmaler grad gut böse man muss unterscheiden

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Felek çemberimden akar yüzüm
Akar hüzün arar dünü
Gözlerimden geçer filim şeritleri
Yalan dünüm
Defterimde sen varsın
Defterimde kırlar
Defterimde benle ölücek
Milyonlarca sır var
Hayatta yapmadığımız ne kaldı?
Bana bi'şey de tanrım
Eskisinden net algım
Bi' tutam rap aldım
Bal çalarcasına gülme kes artık
Bu dünyada tek gerçek kan dostum ne sandın?
Yüzümde kum var silme yüzümü
Ve isterim ki benim kadar bilme hüzünü
Bilmesende ölümdür her derdin aslı
Ben derim cehennem moruk sen dersin yazgı
Paran kadar konuşma bana yaran kadar konuş
Sana söylenen en şerefsiz yalan kadar konuş
Moruk can almadan konuş
Gerçeklerden bahsetmeyi kes
Hayatta kalacaksan palavradan konuş

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I'm Not Writing

These may be the last days, perhaps the last hours
The bleeding doesn't stop, the scars and the wounds
What's the point of fighting when it's not enough anyway
You remain a part of me for all eternity
A place of nowhere in the valley of sadness
Hatred, anger and pain, you feel this loneliness
I give my last shirt, I give away my last penny
The sun is just setting and it burns on my skin
A tired look towards the sun betrays my grief
Because I crouch in a corner in my world
Life is too precious to throw it away like this
People break hearts but to throw them in the dirt
And when your shadow leaves you, then you are really lost
And at this second a human being is born
This is no picture by Picasso, do you recognize these signs
A narrow line, good and evil, you have to distinguish

Count your life from yesterday
These days don't make me laugh
Stop! Don't write me
I haven't written to you since autumn!

Count your life from yesterday
These days don't make me laugh
Stop! Don't write me
I haven't written to you since autumn!

My face flows from my circle of fate
Sorrow flows, seeking yesterday
Film strips run through my eyes
My false past
You are in my book
Fields are in my book
My book will die with me
There are millions of secrets
What is left undone in life?
Tell me something, my God
My perception is clearer than before
I took a bit of rap
Like a thief of honey, stop laughing now
Who did you think was the only true blood friend in this world?
There is sand on my face, don't wipe my face
And I wish you wouldn't know sorrow as deeply as I do
Even if you don't know, death is the origin of every sorrow
I call it hell, dude, you call it fate
Don't talk to me as much as your money, talk to me as much as your friend
Talk as much as the most dishonorable lie told to you
Dude, talk without taking life
Stop talking about reality
If you want to survive, talk nonsense

Count your life from yesterday
These days don't make me laugh
Stop! Don't write me
I haven't written to you since autumn!

Count your life from yesterday
These days don't make me laugh
Stop! Don't write me
I haven't written to you since autumn!