Plastik Çiçekler ve Böcek [English translation]

We grew up in concrete jungles

We've been domesticated, and freedom was over

We spun our cocoons, and metamorphed in them

There was always a fake sun in our garden

Plastic flowers and the bug

Which of us is real in this incongruous world?

Plastic flowers and the bug

Which of us is going to die first in this amorphous world?

Oh, what's left, what's left?

Our souls have been crumbled

Oh, what's left, what's left?

Which of us is the stranger?

Plastic flowers and the bug

Which of us is real in this incongruous world?

• Artist:Redd
• Album:21