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Genius English Translations - Farazi V Kayra Mevsim Olmayan Mekanlar V Unutulanlar Ft Vinyl Obscura Y Karacali English Translation Lyrics

[Intro: Nina Simone]
I hold no grudge
There's no resentment und'neath
I'll extend the laurel wreath and we'll be friends
But right there is where it ends
Ooh, I hold no grudge

[Verse 1: Kayra]
Land is in sight, mercy is stuck in my throat
No pirate here can find salvation with death
I wonder who you are? (Who, who?) Who's the funeral owner? (Who?)
What does it mean to say "I just stopped by," is that enough?
Sit down, catch your breath, you have more to go
Children, sadness rides on joy, therе is wind in my pocket
I would not let you go evеn if they cut me, you are my guest
I wore pajamas left by someone who died
I have five or six sugar cubes in my pocket
In the morning, someone asked for them from me
And of course, do not touch the curtains, let them stay as they are
Every morning, you are the forbidden one that makes my eyes bleed
It starts with a dark background, it won't stop for five months
It not not right to stay silent, tell a little
You are a magician, swallowing swords
Tell a little, it is not right to stay silent

[Verse 2: Karaçalı]
Once I said "Goodbye" with broken ice in my eyes, for what it is worth
Who am I? What is this place? What is the price of crying?
When a burning handkerchief resembles a burning dynamite
That is how I gritted my teeth and buried myself in sorrow
We have little appetizers on the table, weare missing some whiting
We have songs and rakı, sharp as your scent
No song we listened to consoled us
Resentment hangs on the wall, it is there; your tilted picture (—picture)
Your departure felt like a Sunday evening market closing
The streets are drudgery and trash, tent ropes
The ghost seeping from the radio into the room
We took out the batteries dreaming of forgetting
Only a scoundrel could say this, but I do not believe it
Only a scoundrel could laugh at this
I got a little lost, I am tired but I did not run away
From your warlike hair
[Scratch: Vinyl Obscura]
Ain't gone another—
Ain't gone another—
I ain't even tryna say
Who's that?
Times hard
All the fine ass ghetto jealo make it

[Bridge: Kayra]
The ground split open, the ground split open, the ground split open (The ground split open)
The ground split open, the ground split open, the ground split open (The ground split open)
The ground split open, the ground split open, the ground split open (The ground split open)
The ground split open, the ground split open, the ground split open (The ground split open)
The ground split open and I went inside, I went inside, the ground split open
The ground split open and I went inside, I went inside, the ground split open
The ground split open and I went inside, I went inside, the ground split open

[Verse 3: Kayra]
The ground split open, I urgently went inside
I did not take any grudges with me, would you lend me some?
Bleeding the wall, half a mind lies in these bunks
Not me, but the photos are harsh
A bit of mercy, the street belongs to no one
I did not seek fun in the middle of the fair
After all the talk, tell me, is there a purpose?
Laxity is in short supply with mixed images
I wonder if anyone remembers what conscience was?
I will find a tongue on the pavement and break it off first
Boats with smoke coming out of their chimneys backward
They left a black wreath before the afternoon
Regardless of the rest, they did not write a single line without wandering
In dark fonts with their own blood, without staying for tomorrow
Without much thought, they gave a single headline: "The Forgottens"