Sokaklar - Azra

Sokaklar, sokaklar beni zor duruma sokanlar

Ne kadar ileriye gitsem bile gecmişim beni kovalar

Analar, babalar, beni yakamdan tutup, duvara dayayıp hesap sorarlar

Neden yaptın, neden oğlumuzu peşine taktın

Oğlumuzun ocağını neden batırdın diye benden hesap beklerler

Analar, babalar, teyzeler

Bak amca, biz sokaklarda gezerken, cigaralık üflerken

Hırsizlık yaparken, para peşinden koşarken

Kızlara laf atarken, ciddi diyo’m bak sana yani her turlu pisliğimizi yaparken

Elimizden kimse bizi tutmadı, geriye çekmedi

Kafamiza göre takıldık, yolumuzdan şaşmadık

Ufak başladık, büyümeye çalıştık

Mafya filmlerinden yol gördük, maalesef yönlendirildik

Sokaklar, sokaklar beni zor duruma sokanlar

Kaldi icimde bi avultu køse basinda

Kimileri cigaraligi sariyor

Kimileri cigaraligi almis agzina

Mahallemde gezerken ben bile cok uzuluyorum

Bakiyorum sagima soluma ve etrafima gørdugum seyler benimde hosuma gitmiyor asla

Sizler birakiyosunuz evlatlarinizi sokaklarla basbasa

Ne olacak bu cocuklarin sonu acaba

Okuyup adam olacagini saniyorsaniz yaniliyorsunuz

Zayif not getirince hemen kemerlere sariliyorsunuz

Falakaya yatirmayin komaya sokmayin

Sucu evladinizda degil aynaya bakip sucluyu arayin

Amca

Zamaninda kahvelere gidecegine oglunla gezseydin ya

Halini keyfini moralini sevgisini sorsaydin ya

Ozaman evladin aradigi sevgiyi sende bulurdu senin dedigini yapardi

Sigaraya cigaraya sokak yoluna degil okul yoluna tapardi

Okuyupda adam olabilirdi

Sokaklar sokaklar seni beni onu bunu zor duruma sokanlar

Kara sokaklar

Kaldi icimde bi avultu køse basinda

Kimileri cigaraligi sariyor

Kimileri cigaraligi almis agzina

Kaldirim muhendisi sokaklar kølesi

Sen bir hayat dusmanisin

Aileni gelecegini dusunmeyen bir yaratiksin

Kimslere hayrin dokunmayan birisin calis sana kardesim

Bøyle yasamin sonu yok belirsiz geceler ve gunler

Karanlik yollardan para kaynattilar

Sabahlara kadar gezmeler øglene kadar uymalar

Dumanli gecelerin ve gunduzlerin seni hirsizliga surukleyen arkadaslarin

Gøster bana kardesim arkadasini gøster

Søyleyeyim sana ne bok oldugunu biliyormusun

Kørde yatan sasi kalkar

Yarin øbur gun gecmisin senide kovalar

Kaldi icimde bi avultu køse basinda

Kimileri cigaraligi sariyor

Kimileri cigaraligi almis agzina

Streets, streets are the ones that put me in trouble

No matter how far I go, my past chases me

Mothers and fathers, they hold me by the collar, push me against the wall and demand an account.

Why did you do it, why did you follow our son

They expect an account from me for why you screwed up our son's stove.

Mothers, fathers, aunts

Look uncle, while we're walking the streets, blowing a cigarette

Stealing, chasing money

When I'm talking to girls, I'm serious, look at you, while we do all kinds of crap.

No one grabbed us, didn't pull us back

We're stuck in our head, we didn't stray

We started small, we tried to grow

We saw the way from the mafia movies, unfortunately we were guided

Streets, streets are the ones that put me in trouble

There's a corner inside me

Some are rolling a cigarette

Some people took the cigarette in their mouth

Even I get very upset when I walk around my neighborhood

I look to my right and to my left and I don't like the things I see around me.

You are leaving your children alone with the streets

What will be the end of these children?

If you think you can read and become a man, you are wrong.

When you bring a weak grade, you immediately hug the belts

Don't put him into a coma

The offender is not your child, look in the mirror and look for the culprit.

Uncle

What if you had a trip with your son instead of going to coffee shops?

What if you asked about your mood, your mood, your love?

Then your son would find the love he was looking for in you, he would do what you said.

He worshiped cigarettes and cigarettes, not the street road, but the school road.

He could be a man by reading

Streets, streets, you, me, those who put him in trouble

black streets

There's a corner inside me

Some are rolling a cigarette

Some people took the cigarette in their mouth

pavement engineer, slave of the streets

You are a life enemy

You're a creature that doesn't think of your family coming

You are a person who does not do good to anyone, work for you brother

Such a life has no end, uncertain nights and days

They made money from dark ways

Walking until morning, sleeping until noon

Your smoky nights and days are your friends who drag you to theft

show me bro show me friend

Let me tell you do you know what the fuck

The chassis lying on the board rises

Tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, he chases you too

There's a corner inside me

Some are rolling a cigarette

Some people took the cigarette in their mouth