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The story of my land

Teardrop after teardrop...our land is crying
and in a treachery moment our land was demolished,
a child became an orphan...a brother became a victim
and the human heart in us disappeared,
our land is our mother and we killed our mother
our land became a pile of coal,
we divide ourselves...we forgot how to love;
our past encounters became a dream.
 
We were brothers...what happened to us?
one of us kills the other,
our hearts become congeals, our eyes become blind,
years we lived together died in seconds,
I'm not singing, I'm crying;
crying a fate which made me an orphan.
 
Oh my land, what should I tell you?
what should I tell you about our children?
one become homeless...the other cited,
we tasted bitterness and oppression after we left you,
we are all homeless...we became strangers,
we are deprived of grasping your soil.
 
I miss you my land,
I miss a slain past,
we were good to each other,
today the strangely is better.
 
It is our land...oh people,
it's not just a word we can say,
it's not a title of a religion or doctrine,
it's also not a song we can sing,
our land...oh people,
is our passionate mother
who protects us in her lap.
 
Our dreams...our ambitions
were demolished in a moment,
we lost our youth and our days,
in one year we grew 10 years older,
it ended with us...a motherland story
then we knew that longing pain was!
 
I miss you my land,
I miss a slain past,
we were good to each other,
today the strangely is better.
 
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Încăpățânare când zboară
Ai auzit cum bate inima mea?
De ce păstrezi dragostea in ochii tăi tu de ce taci?
 
Ege Kökenli

Why

To control your own ego, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
To cool down this hothead, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
Not to be that hungry motherfucker, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
To chill in the middle of the herd, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason...
 
Everything is cool, son
I'm half-assing everything
I'm laughing at everyone
I'm the one who's calmly bluffing the whole table
Everything is cool, son
I'm half-assing everything
Start to accept me before I give up on you
Look for mistakes in those who don't have the balls
In those who are afraid of jumping over the fence
Look for it in those who are in love with the average
And never in those who strive to be the best
You don't have to think like a diplomat
To get what you deserve
You can walk, spit and dictate
Who cares if these nobodies won't be happy
Do you live for them or for yourself
You're fucking missing the point
Do you live for them or for yourself
What's good about these shallow idiots
You're the pimp, they're hookers
God gave them only the right to speak bullshit
You're the pimp, they're hookers
Hookers who have just stupid phoney opinions
So they discuss how you walk and talk
They discuss what your plans are, what you're capable of
Where you look, with who you hang out, the money you have
Their hatred is so powerful that
Whenever they have the chance to tear you down
They drink champagne, they're hyped, motherfuckers
They'd want to cut you up, eat you alive, bitches
Watch out for these cannibals, it's in their blood!
 
To control your own ego, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
To cool down this hothead, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
Not to be that hungry motherfucker, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
To chill in the middle of the herd, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason...
 
Everything is cool, son
I'm half-assing everything
I'm laughing at everyone
I'm the one who's calmly bluffing the whole table
Everything is cool, son
I'm half-assing everything
Start to accept me before I give up on you, I spit
At all of these fags who don't wanna understand
That I don't have a reason to act like the one
The one whose plans are to please everyone
Just for the sake of feeling fine
I can take this amount of stress
I'm used to it since I was little kid
Fuck boundaries, rules, I'm not a dog - I don't care about getting compliments from others
I'm strict but neat
I'm strict but neat, loyalty always in the first place
I've been going like this for years, even though it looks strict
I've been going like this for years, loyalty always in the first place
But those faggots still cry, so I don't know
Am I too much or are they too little
Even if I only raise my voice or say 'no'
I immediately hear: 'Chill out, bro'
They'd want to see me as a sheep
They'd want to chill over there in the fucking corner
I can't help myself but I don't give a shit about those things they want, Thank God!
 
To control your own ego, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
To cool down this hothead, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
Not to be that hungry motherfucker, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, what?
 
To chill in the middle of the herd, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason, why
I don't see a single reason...
 

Viața mea

Chiar dacă uneori poți cădea, să mergi, știi,
Oh, ca să spun ce pentru confort și pentru a te întinde după bunul plac
Cine a spus că au pus o bancă în colț?
Iubitorii de dragoste adevărați erau în mâinile unui vânzător de stradă.
 
Chiar și frumusețea minune a nașterii,
Ori de câte ori vă uitați, este plină de lacrimi, cu sânge, cu transpirație,
Nu-i așa, viața mea?
 
Aceia sunt străini, indiferent ce spun ca să poată trăi, știi,
Pe măsură ce caută un vițel sub un boul,
Un astfel de moment, când se pune sare pe răni,
Și iubitorii dragostei adevărate se străduiesc să iasă din despărțire (ei nu lasă asta să-i distrugă)
 
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Don't forgive me

Don't forgive me,
I don't deserve it
and even I
can't forgive myself.
In the hands of God
I'll leave myself,
I'll get drunk
and I'll die.
 
As long as I breathe
I'll love you,
if I stop -
may I be damned,
may I turn into
a used garbage,
and even now
I'm no ok.
 
I love you and
I'll never forget
about you -
I'm alone, a child.
My eyes
are sweating,
and even now
I'm not ok.
 
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