Ateşten Gömlek

I have a secret that is too secret to be revealed ....
From this comes greed
Explosions happen, sorrow and pain.
My tongue passes through the secret, if it were a thorn it would be worth it.
The ignorant becomes wise, I am the thorn.
If you say who will understand? If I don't say, I tie from the sorrows. With this wear and tear everything falls apart.
SAG0 doesn't satisfy, it burns tobacco.
I'm completely in the game.
Fame has haunted my life.
My tomorrow is mixed up, yesterday is over. Anxious today
Collect, what is the result? Everything is valuable compared to my tongue.
The sharp edge belongs to the knife. Who is guilty, who has the guilt?
So arrogant that it doesn't leave without burning pepper.
The wound is heavy, I can't find a bandage to cover it!
Come at me and see dynamite tied to my body.
Approaching like a cliff with kite-like strings from the pin.
The troublemakers came to my door with roses in their hands.
When it didn't suit them, they attacked with the thorns of the same roses! They hit with black roses

Chorus x2

Wear the shirts of fire one by one, let them burn on you!
And break the clay pots, my anxious state (And also)
One mine, one mine, and one myself are in the middle
My endless trouble consumes me

What came to my mind happened to me.
My head split, my soup cooled, again appetitelessness toyed with my hunger.
I don't want to play snowball anymore, my hands froze.
My eyes are tired of all kinds of hide-and-seek games.
Where are you, trust monuments (he) daredevils of courage? Show me the magicians who turn sixty-six into rabbits. Identify all the swearers who can stand in front of me.
I broke the strings with iron plectrums.
I pierced the pleasures I couldn't resist from my chest. Give me the summers, the divine mercy palace; Oh Hannan! You are Rana, you are Mana, you are Rahman, you are Canan!
My soul cannot escape occupation, the homeland explodes in flames, volcano, my feelings are broken. Lava erupts on me! Sparks! These fires do not go out with a handful of water in my hand.
I have a secret, life is asleep.
I had many friends, I sank into distrust.
Someone I witnessed bought happiness with money!..

Chorus x2

Wear the shirts of fire one by one, let them burn on you!
And break the clay pots, my anxious state (And also)
One mine, one mine, and one myself are in the middle
My endless trouble consumes me

shirts of fire,
pots of clay,
neither did you come from a monkey,
nor did storks bring you,
listen to Sago...!!!

(listen to Sago) x2