Gel [English translation]

Misery has wrapped everything, I can't wrap my wounds

My soul burns, burns but I can't sorrow for my existence

Come

Don't come

The hour hand moves

The hours die quickly

I add my loss to my wound

My heart gets washed in the river

I sink into insistence and falsity

I only got little time, don't play me

Don't pin up spring on me

I am sorry, I have no paradise

It's me until I end in death

I cry every night staring at the ceiling for hours

Justice has to finally prevail; the devil mustn't win

Against me, the one whose fate is horrible, I still can't add up sins to my fate

I can't mess up my relationship with words only to make chickenfeed

Tonight I searched for the inner peace I failed to find in reading by writing

The system poisons with TV, get numb if you like, don't turn off the channel

Wake up, don't live up to a fairy tale

Your wrists shackled

That's the world's order: "The poor works, the king steals."

Bridge:

Feels like sinking into the deep

Feels like touching my hands

Feels like the whole world burning

I'll fall into your hands

Misery has wrapped everything, I can't wrap my wounds

My soul burns, burns but I can't sorrow for my existence

Come

(I can't stay in the dark world)

Don't come

(I can't believe your lies world)

Everytime I write I talk to the day, I shrug off shadows

My head is aching, writing for three days

Ah! Seems like I am tired of repentances

Heart's elixir is dirty, cheeky bodies swallow thousand paradises like us

Those faggots can't get me seated at a table and buy my life for cheekseed

Come, come without the damned system recognizing you waking up at night

Skyscrapers built into slums can't fix the city

I won't stop speaking while alive

I know honey, when summer's mine the desert is as well

For truth always differs from what's told in the news bulletin

Wounded memory from this false judgment of yours

You will lose ground as soon as the pen makes true words

Any time I reached out with the hand of peace I died

We have a song

Some day we'll steal from the blind sky

You could't silent me for ten years now, I don't get tired of saying it

Misery has wrapped everything, I can't wrap my wounds

My soul burns, burns but I can't sorrow for my existence

Come

(I can't stay in the dark world)

Don't come

(I can't believe your lies world)

• Artist:Şanışer
• Album:Otuzuncu Gün