Affet - Umay Umay

Affet kendini, kirilan gururu affet

Yapma ne olur kirilan gururu affet

Gözüne yapisip kuruyan yasi

Kalbine oturan siyah kisi

Askini sirtindan vuran tasi affet

Bunu yap!

ölmüycez tamam mi

Çok küstügün, terkettigin, yirtip attigin siirini affet

Kalemi kanatan defterleri

Sesini vuran ask sarkilarini

Içini acitan karanligi, vazgeçtigin yatagini affet

Yapma nolur nolur affet

Onlar incinir elbet

Yapma nolur bekle sabret

Hayat utanir elbet

Ask vurur gögsüm yikilmaz

Siir onlari yakmaz

O korkak büyücülerin yikadigi rüyalar

A-A sana uymaz artik

O korkak masalcilarin oynadigi oyunlar

A-A sana uymaz artik

O korkak gecelerin palavradan sevismeleri

Olmaza-A sana uymaz artik

Bosver, bosver onlari kirilan aynayi affet

Imm kizma aynaya, kanayan yaralari affet

Yüzünü çarptigin duvarlari

Paçanana bulasan çamurlari

Saçini kesen pis krallari

Kirilan bilegi kalbini affet

Mavi teninde yalniz kalmis

Hasret yarasi kabuk baglamis

Islattigi yastik sararmis

Yagmurlardan çok aglamis

O daglari, utançlari

Yetim kalmis çarsaflari

Annemizin duasini

Canin isterse beni de affet

Ben hala

Dönecek yerim de kalmamis ya diyenlerle sevisiyorum

Affet kendini

Bik onlardan

Birak onlari

Forgive yourself, forgive the broken pride

Please forgive the hurt pride

Age that sticks to your eye and dries

black person sitting on your heart

Forgive the stone that hit your love in your back

Do this!

we're not going to die okay?

Forgive the poem that you are so offended, that you left, that you tore

pen bleed notebooks

Love songs that hit your voice

Forgive the darkness that hurts you, the bed you gave up

Please don't do it, please forgive

Of course they get hurt

Please wait, be patient.

Of course life is ashamed

Love hits my chest can't be destroyed

Poetry doesn't burn them

Dreams washed away by those cowardly sorcerers

A-A doesn't suit you anymore

Games played by those cowardly storytellers

A-A doesn't suit you anymore

The bullshit lovemaking of those cowardly nights

No way-A doesn't suit you anymore

Never mind, forgive them the broken mirror

Umm girl to the mirror, forgive the bleeding wounds

The walls you slam your face against

sludge

Dirty kings who cut their hair

Forgive your broken wrist heart

Alone in her blue skin

The wound of longing has crusted over

The wet pillow has turned yellow

She cried a lot from the rains

Those mountains, their shame

the orphaned sheets

our mother's prayer

Forgive me if you want

I still

I'm making love with those who say I have no place to go

forgive yourself

Get rid of them

drop them