Sabahın köründe daha gün ışımadanMahallenin piçleri sokağa fırlamadanSanki bok var da uyanırım her sabahGeçen akşamdan kalma baş ağrımlaÜç saatlik uykunun yorgunluğunaİflas etmiş aklımla küfürler yağdırarak
İşte bu sabah da uyandık, yine her taraf karanlıkİşte bu sabah da uyandık, sabahlar hep karanlık
Her sabah koştuğum saçma işimeGeceden içime oturmuş dertlerimeVe hatta sararmış dişlerimeYeni doğan günün tüm lanetiyle
At the crack of dawn, before the sun shoneBefore the bastards of the block popped out to streetI wake up every morning as if there's an important shitWith my headache that remained since last eveningWhile I'm swearing with my busted mindAt the tiredness caused by a three hour sleep
Here, we woke up this morning too, everywhere is dark againHere, we woke up this morning too, the mornings are always dark
To my silly job, to which I ran every morningTo my troubles that sank inside of me last nightAnd even to my yellowed teethWith all the curse of the new dawn day
Here, we woke up this morning too, everywhere is dark againHere, we woke up this morning too, the mornings are always dark