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Bazan
Hayat Ruya
Bazan Hayat Kabus
Bazan Para Icin Satiliyor
Namus
Bazan
Hayat Ruya
Bazan Hayat Kabus
Bazan Para Icin Satiliyor
Namus
Kisir Politika
Her Zaman
Aslanim Bazan
HaYat Yalan
Fitne Fesat Dolan
Bazan Hayat Yazilmayan
Aci Roman
Bazi Zaman Aman
Hayat Aska Veda
Bazan Hayat Peri Masali
Adeta
Bazan Hayat Kisa
Bazan Hayat Uzun
Bazan Hayat
Huzunlu Mutluluktur
Kuzum
Sansina Ne CiKarsa Dostum
Sonsuzlukta
Chorus
Uzak Diyarlarda
Gunes Doguyor
Ufuklarda
Hatiralar
Dokuluyor
Umit Buyuyor
Sonsuzlukta

Sometimes
Life is a strange dream
And sometimes it may even seem
Like a familiar nightmare, but it s just not clear

When honor is sold, so wallets can grow fatter
And egos grow bold, hey what does it matter
If impotent politics go cold

Oh my little lion
Let them be with their lying, their cheating and crying
Time will tell all, and time can fly away
So what does it matter anyway?

Life is a novel unwritten
An eternal fairy tale, both dark and pale
Yeah my little kitten
Farewell to love
Cause I m just not smitten

Whether life is too short, or life is too long
I don t have the answers, but I wish I knew less
Cause sometimes life is a sad happiness

Oh my little lamb, whichever way it goes
On this fickle wheel of fate
However the die is cast forever after now
Just don t make me wait

In far away places
The sun rises over the horizon
Memories fall like autumn leaves
Buds of hope grow, eternally

poetic translation by Cherie Coley

When you walked into the room looking like Jean Harlow
Oh Jessie, everyone looked at you, you re a lady
Though I know that you ve been around the world
Maybe two or three times in your daddy s pocket
I m gonna break that rich-bitch...

Dziś pewnie więcej wiem
choć wolałabym
raczej wiedzieć mniej,
mogę znów się smiać
minała cały żal
nie żałuję, że Cię znam.
A wtedy w całej chwili
runął cały świat,
nie wiedziałam czemu tak
co zrobiłam źle
tylko ty to wiesz
nigdy sie spytam Cię.

Byłeś zawsze za daleko
siedząć obok...

When I move
You move with me
I feed off you
You feast on me

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

Where´s this small
dead hand that creeps me
I am biting it to its very bone
Collapsing with everything new on me
until it gets so very old

And...

Głucha noc, czarna locha szeroki bieżnik, w środku jeden, drugi, trzeci rzeźnik
Teraz wiesz-obyło by się bez nich, ale są obecni, konsekwentni i skuteczni
W tej niechcianej taksówce poczuj się jak w filmie
W ruchomym kinie na kanapie tylnej
W silnie rozwiniętym scenariuszu, w scenerii leśnej...

Lately I ve been feeling down
I don t get around much anymore
so i just spend my time alone
waiting for the phone to ring
I keep thinking of you

I miss the language that we speak
when we don t even...