Çıktık Yine Yollara [English translation]

We got on the ways again

These sayings are alive

Come on tell them

These eyes are saying what?

Roads tell that, different fightings on every bodies.

This no turning street lamp makes me cry too

Steep ramp is it's imprint, far away regions to city

At the corner, in 10 ages, shadows are searching ID

Happy middle of unborn dreams, and the hell

Is the absent life insurance scares you too?

Look at the irrelevant houses of the irrelevant state

Hopes of the suburbs jump from cradle to cliff

It's result of intelligences of the capitalist brains.

The unbalanced scales made people enemy to each others.

And the system is so that, it makes work the body to minimum wage

Uncouth ox man races his piss with his fortune

There a lot of people in my country who they dig the well with politics

Today, the agenda is aesthetic and society corps

Are you typing breaking fasting people in the White House?

Are you typing them? Press the books!

We got on the ways again

These sayings are alive

Come on tell them

These eyes are saying what?

Fightings and the hard life

The reason is living difficulties

Only a work and a house were their happiness obsession

I always grew up on it's streets

Rap grew up with my steps

And always when I walked, the scenes were like documentary,

Symphony in my ears, child, gun, siren sounds

The swearing on my lips, look, it's the life faculty

My master is that, bourgeois, if you're searching the reality in the art

There are a lot of sentences in my eyes, if you know the writing language

Confront with your heart, if it's there, it interrupts your sleep

Body guards with steel doors, is it a solution equal to your intelligence?

In our country, because of you, the future has been a puzzle

Onur, Seref * aren't just boy names, uh!

Don't hush, artists! Your mass was that, when the topic comes to saying, everywhere is fulling of with stars

Call the account and ponder for it, your mission about sensuality doesn't finish by saying don't buy corsan one, when the sales drop

Listen up, unresponsive prisoners of the politics, wandering free poor generations on the streets

You've created, what you've done to this public, look and see it

Every streets have fear, every body has a different query

Saying that destiny zone, they should watch it with empathy

Many bodies have destroyed from the scene with their dreams

Heads up! The life won't draw you a portry like that, your colors won't change, this rap is with you ghettos!

We got on the ways again

These sayings are alive

Come on tell them

These eyes are saying what?

*Onur and Şeref mean "honor"

• Artist:Norm Ender