Текст и перевод песни NEYSE - Dönme Dolap

Dönme Dolap

Pazarbaşı bu ne pazar gardaşım
Hesap kitap yoktur soyan soyana
Gözler yaşlı yaşlı cepler kuraklık
Sorgu sual yoktur kıyan kıyana
Binbir bela ile yetişen ürün
Samandan değersiz şu hali görün
Demek bize lanet size aferin
Oy alıp söz verip cayan cayana
Kimlerin terinden kimin serveti
Yetimler hakkından doyan doyana
Binbir bela ile yetişen ürün
Samandan değersiz şu hali görün
Senede bulamaz bir kilo eti
Fakire mi inmiş hakkın laneti
Der Mahzuni saysam dertler ondan çok
Kimi hırsız kimi açtır kimi tok
Bizde sabır bitti sizde vicdan yok
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What is this marketplace, brother in Pazarbaşı
There is no such thing as reckoning, those who rob rob others
Eyes are full of tears, pockets are dry
There is no questioning or questioning, those who kill kill
Products grown with a thousand and one troubles
Look at this worthless straw
So it's a curse on us and a blessing on you
Oh, those who take and promise and then break their promises
Whose wealth comes from whose sweat
Those who eat their fill from the rights of orphans
Products grown with a thousand and one troubles
Look at this worthless straw
Can't find a pound of meat in a year
Has the curse of God fallen on the poor
Says Mahzuni, if I were to count the troubles, there are many more than that
Some are thieves, some are hungry, some are full
We've run out of patience, you've got no conscience
How many curses are uttered by those who utter them