Penceresiz Lyrics English Translation by Şiir!
In a lifetime of ambition that never died, deep inside
When a girl appeared in your eyes saying “dad”
When your body aged, when the armor got pierced
Even the streets you grew up on turn their backs on you
Seclusions adorned with delusions
The feeling of belonging ties your feet
Resignations based on your hopes
A cheap drink provides twenty-five times stronger self-confidence
Neighborhood pressure, the inquisition of my slums
One of fifty thousand ways to be trapped
Your mission is set at childhood age
Chasing a single vision in your city’s cold streets
Do those who build homes tear them down while dancing?
Those who left were the ones tired of this cycle
Even if the two meet on the same standard here
Contrary to belief, living and surviving are actually opposites
The sensitive side of these intentions is the cost, my dear
The dirtiest drafts of the cleanest adults
Like that asphalt patched over
You fill the cracks in your soul with fanatic beliefs
You play your role without ever stopping
While waiting for the last-minute goal in a cafe
No body can taste a fresh life while it’s stale
And no one can sell dreams to a soul that doesn’t sleep
My lungs aching, I say there’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
I’m left windowless in the streets
My lungs aching, I say there’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
I’m left windowless in the streets
My tongue stayed locked up, man, I couldn’t speak
I collected the money from the kids for this wine
Windowless in the streets, doorless, I’m used to it
Hiphop tore me from myself, you all glue it back
You can’t hear your own voice from the noise
Man, the city has pulled all the whores inside
A junkie becomes an enemy to his own brother from withdrawal
He’s just another addict ’cause he’s chasing it back to back
This life that forces me to write is real trouble
But my voice got hoarse from laughing like this
I was influenced by the old ones, static on the microphone
Hatred overflows from my heart, leaking into my organs
If I made a rich bastard drink it, he’d become a mental pauper
A poor guy at the corner, overdose harakiri
I’ve got hope in my head, kicked out of nine villages
I tore up my suitcase: “The world is my homeland”
My lungs aching, I say there’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
I’m left windowless in the streets
My lungs aching, I say there’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
There’s no homeland anymore
I’m left windowless in the streets
Windowless in the streets