Sagopa Kajmer "Bağdat" lyrics

Bağdat

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Mermi icad oldu mertlik bozulduve merhumlar evin duvarinda meçhul Gazi.Mayin sehit Taburu,Mayista kan yagmuru,düsman uyku mahmuru,dünya kin maduru,solum da katliam, nerede sag duyu?

Mevzileri nöbet alan Fevziler Feyz alamadan Fethettiler Ahireti,mektuplari kayip, cinayetayip ve kültürler bombalandi, kimse sallamadi, Bagdat ates aldiginda kalbim vurgun yedi,günes dogudan batti. Mumlarinizi yakin, yorgun düstü uçaklar, tebessüm etti tüm saniklar,Tanklari tanimlar taniklar, yaniklarla dolu topraklar, karamparça bulutlar ve savas! Yavasölüm kaderinin hiz kaynagi, telas pazari, can kumari, çikar savaslari, B52'ler yarida kestipisen aslari ve dünya kan deryasi, gelecegin bedeli pahali, duygular yamali, suçu gelinetseler de kimse güvey girmeyecek, bilirim bu Tarih degisecek ve Tekerrüre dayali imhaTarihçesi, kurak sevgi bahçesi suya hasret.

Topalla gezen aksamak ögrenir,abanin Kadri yagmurda bilinir vehatira silinirAna gibi Yar olmaz, Bagdat gibi Diyar olmazama Bagdat bombalanir.[bbummmm]( yoo Sagopa K. Kuvvet Mira )

Topalla gezen aksamak ögrenir,abanin Kadri yagmurda bilinir ve hatira silinir( Sagopa Kajmer, Hey Sago hadi ).Ana gibi Yar olmaz, Bagdat gibi Diyar olmaz ama Bagdat bombalanir.[buuummm] ( yooSagopa K. )

Kazanilan her Madalyon, mayin tarlasindaki Piyon Askeri Reyona bir sampiyon sifatiylakoydu bir Galon Kursun, Hüsu derbeder. Tursu geçmisler ve savasta Gazi bebekler,teklerkalbimin atisi ve ekler günbatimindan Safaga dogru süre gelen kanli iklimler. Psikolojisikaybolan bitkisel yasamlar, Ideolojisi kuyularda sakli tasbakan kanayan yaralarinOrtadogusundan Günes batti ve bu sarkinin 3Lesi olmali Bir'Les'mis o milletler sorgulamali,bir'les'mis Amerika yilanlari çingirakli, amacinda yalanlari ve kitle imha Dolarlari 24 Beat'tetenha Hiphoplari. Kinimin Raple yansiyan olusumlari, Kanunlari kelepçelemeli ve elemelieli Zaferi simge edeni ve Eylemini barisa saklayan her bireyi.

Topalla gezen aksamak ögrenir,abanin Kadri yagmurda bilinirhatira silinirAna gibi Yar olmaz, Bagdat gibi Diyar olmaz ama Bagdat bombalanir. [buummm]( yooSagopa K. Kuvvet Mira )

Topalla gezen aksamak ögrenir,abanin Kadri yagmurda bilinirhatira silinir( Sagopa Kajmer, Hey Sago hadi ). Ana gibi Yar olmaz, Bagdat gibi Diyarolmaz ama Bagdat bombalanir.[bummm] ( yoo Sagopa K. )

Hey hadi, hadi söyle, hadi söyle. Kimin yasiyacagina kim karar veriyor? Kimin ölüceginekim karar veriyor? Bu savas anlamsiz. Bana bakin burda duruyorum ve üstüme tek birkursun bile gelmiyor. Bir tane bile gelmedi Neden!?! Peki neden hepsinin ölmesigerekiyor? Burda durabiliyorum görüyorsunuz.

Baghdad

I invite you to a 3 minutes of silence for the countless number of dead people

The bullet is invented and the manhood is spoiledAnd the deceased are on the walls of the wall, unknown veteranThe mine, a battalion of martyrsIn May, a rain of bloodThe enemy is sleepyThe world is a victim of grudgeThe massacre on my left, where is the common sense?

The victorious ones whose localities are kept guardedConquered the afterlife without being enlightenedTheir letters are lost, murdering is a shameAnd the cultures are bombed, nobody caredWhen Baghdad caught fire, my heart is crippledThe sun has set in the eastLight your candles, the planes got tiredAll the accused are smiledWitnesses define the tanks, the earth is full of burnsDarkly cloudy weather and war!Slow death is the source of speed of your destinyThe market of hurry, the gamble of life, wars of interestB52s interrupted the cooking meals and the world is an ocean of bloodThe price of the future is high, the emotions are patchedIf they turn the crime into a bride, no one will be groomI know, this history will be changedAnd the short history of annihilation which is based on recurrenceThe dry garden of love is longing for water

The one who wanders with the cripple learns to limpThe value of a cover is known during the rainThe memory is erasedThere is no lover as a motherThere is no land like BaghdadBut Baghdad is bombed

Each medal that is won, a pawn on the minefieldHe put a gallon of bullets to the department of military with a character of a championThe humility is a tramp, soused pasts andveteran babies in the warThe heart skips a beatAnd it adds the continuing bloody climates from dusk till dawnVegetable existences that lost their psychologiesA stone minister whose ideology is hidden in the wellsThe sun has set from the Middle East of the bleeding scarsAnd this song must have three stiffsThese united nations must questionThe snakes of united America is with a rattleThere're lies and mass destruction dollars in its aimDeserted hip-hop at 24 BPMThe reflected formations of my grudge with RapOne should handcuff the laws and should select every personwhose hand is representing the victoryAnd who keeps its actions for the peace

The one who wanders with the cripple learns to limpThe value of a cover is known during the rainThe memory is erasedThere is no lover as a motherThere is no land like BaghdadBut Baghdad is bombed

"Go ahead! Come on, come on. Who decides who's going to live? Who decides who's going to die? This is futile! I can stand right up here and nothing happens to me!Not one shot! Why? How come they all had to die? I can stand right here, I can stand right up and nothing happens to me!"