Hazmedemeyenlere Soda [English translation]

Tell those who left, those who come are nice

My fate lie next to you on the streets

Losing is hard, isn't it?

Accounts for me, soda for those who can't digest it

While I was an obedient slave to you,

You pulled the rope yourself, laughing.

I don't deal with my yesterday

I'm looking at tomorrow with those next to me

Birds flew the news

You said that he died, woe, woe

Write my name in capital letters

The legend is back haha ​​ha

ha ha ha ha ha

if i didn't win

means the game is not over

Tell those who left, the returns are cancelled.

More than worth it did to the jester King

Losing is heavy for all people

Soda for those who can't digest it , Accounts of me

• Artist:Ebru Polat