Gölge Haramileri

Go as far as you can reach..!
there is, there is, there is...!

Chapter 1
The flowing waters don't turn back just like my youth, the fetus was a baby, then a teenager, it grew and bore fruit.
The beard and mustache were left behind in Yunus's immature phase, pimples, acne were massacred, the sun of my face faded.
And in the nailed paintings, it was a picture itself, in this roaring sky, the bird's cage is locked.
The trust turned upside down, suddenly appeared the friend's trickery, I drank a cup of coffee, the grounds remained in my throat.
Wrinkle the lying whore, its trickery takes the mind from the beginning. It destroys, passes with a friend's hostile move.
The betrayal has exceeded two dimensions, with no definite excuse, I am hopeless of its goodness, at least don't bring its evil.
And all the bodies are passengers on the same road, their heads will be lined up in the square and their statements will be taken.
If there were no prayers, who would drive away the treacherous devil? my heart is pure and clean, but the dirt reflects from your face.

(Chorus)
Write my nickname in golden letters. My solitude is gloomy, swollen to evil eyes!...
Cadü or herru!.. or merru!.. kaf-kef, greet the shadow bandits!..
The sister exploded, my face is brewing, I don't expect a response from the nüşinrevan and handan.
Ah, the candle of fate, I am the candlestick. It is an unchanging Allah who does not fall or rise!..

Chapter 2
Sago be quiet!...deep in the special pit, let it settle in, setting an ambush with malice clear in your eyes.
Oh, your vengeful state. You have sly plans. The fetus grew up, entered the war, give me my weapons.
How many of your friends' ropes did you hold on to? They laughed, you sucked. How many roses did you dry in your heart?
How many memories did you forget? It is a condition of my friendship not to mention your name.
Don't be the sun of the rap sky, Sago, this is my face. I take refuge in my shadow, I fell into the desert of longing.
Let tears flow from my eyes like a hundred springs. I learned on my own, I grew up on my own. I buried it with my lips.

Don't think, my king, everyone will be loyal to you
Did you think everyone would be a friend to you, maybe they will be enemies
Maybe everyone will be a commander in the world
They will be a friend, an enemy, a commander, a beloved.

(Chorus)
Write my nickname in golden letters. My solitude is gloomy, swollen to evil eyes!...
Cadü or herru!.. or merru!.. kaf-kef, greet the shadow bandits!..
The sister exploded, my face is brewing, I don't expect a response from the nüşinrevan and handan.
Ah, the candle of fate, I am the candlestick. It is an unchanging Allah who does not fall or rise!..