Pusudayım - MFÖ, Mazhar Alanson, Aziz fuat güner

Bu güne kadar yemin etmedikmi biz

Seninle dünya önümüze gelse egilmek yok

Diye aldigim sözler hava bu dünya oldu kara

Daglardayim hergün operasyon var be ana

Bir elimde tüfek öbür elimde bomba

Sirtimda sirt çantam mavi bere kafamda

Bütün daglariastim mayinlardan kaçtim

Aklim ve kalbimse hep o sicak yuvamda

Dönmek istiyorum ama safak daha çok

Ümitsiz daglarda dolastim huzur n darem

Bu güne kadar merak etmediysen sen madem

Insallah dönerim de hesabi alirim kardes

Havalar attin kafama taktim bu rapi çaktim ah sende baktin

Gözlerimde damla yaslar sözlerimde azda tas

Hayatim oldu kara bu dünya sanki kara simdi

Nerdesin be kardes sattin beni kalles

Bu rüya bitecek ve tilki bir gün dönecek

Bu gece çok soguk dolu da bastirmaka

Pusudayim ve azrailse yoklamakta

Yeminliyim mezarim olmayacak bugün burda

Kefenim ölçülsün istanbul sokaklarinda

Ben dönecegim söz verdim sana ana

Insallah allahta yüzümüzü çikarmaz kara

Bizim tilki elbet dönecek derdin

Gece gündüz takvim sayar ve beni beklersin

Hesap günü gelecek kardes sen ne dersin

Gözümün içine bakar belki yalan söylersin

O zayif kalbime girer belki yenersin

Daglarda kirilan kalbim rapim ve nefretim

Haven't we sworn to this day?

If the world comes before us with you, there is no bowing

The words I took, the air became this world, the land

I'm in the mountains, there is an operation every day

A rifle in one hand and a bomb in the other.

On my back my backpack blue beret on my head

I escaped all my mountain mines

My mind and my heart are always in that warm home

I want to go back but dawn is more

I wandered in hopeless mountains, my peace of mind

If you haven't wondered until now

I hope I'll be back, I'll get the account bro

You showed off my head, I hit this rap, oh you looked too

Tears in my eyes, little stone in my words

My life has become black, this world is like black now

Where are you bro, you sold me kalles

This dream will end and the fox will return one day

It's very cold tonight. Bastirmaka

I'm in ambush and Azrailse is checking

I swear I won't have a grave here today

Let my shroud be measured on the streets of Istanbul

I promised you that I will be back

Inshallah, black will not take our faces off.

You used to say that our fox will surely come back

Day and night the calendar counts and you wait for me

The day of reckoning will come, brother, what do you say?

Look me in the eye maybe you'll lie

That weak heart will enter my heart, maybe you will beat it

My broken heart in the mountains is my rap and my hate