Hayal
Hiroshi Nagashima Lyrics


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öyle bi çırpıda toparlanmaz hayatım
rüzgarda cigara gibi yol aldı gıyabım
delilin işi ne? ha bugün ha yarın
hataların hayatını domaltır hayatım
ne biçim hayal
uyandırın uyanalım
X4
yıl 2014 ahH!
sefiller hem zeminde.
son verse kanN!
temizle yer bezinle...
illuminati minimum hangi
firavun harbi?
biri bu tayyip...
bilimum embesiller çevresinde
biri mücait,
dark!!
sidius sanki
gibi ruh hali,
halk!!
peşinde her kesimden...
derdest eder klonlar
ertesinde,
gezende ki çatlak seslerin ensesinde,
fert ezilme,
Gel benimle...!
cenke yel değirmeniyle
gerçeğim rap
ötede beride
nazirem ecele
yer yerinden
oynasın be
seksen ilde
olağana üstü rap.
hele sen serin gel,
gel hele fel fecire,
cehenneme dek herşeyinle...
siren sesleriyle,
diren ekseninde,
çilen kesmediyse,
yaşayıp ölüme bilen,
meskeninde,
yiten mesleğinle,
patronlara dilen
resmedilse çizer...
çizerdi ikimizi
filler ve çimen,
ezberinden.
nasıl bi çağ
şu dört duvarda çaba zira
bu kadar insan,
bi zahmet edin izah
bilassa para silah
ve tabi ki taht orda...
kara bi baht sorma...
mualefeti kartondan,
iktidarı balkonda!!!
kıçının kılını kınına sokayım
halk orda,
kralı salt zorba,
bi nevi rant ortak,
dinimi diline dolayan
halt olsa!
zebani kan koklar
hele bir alt ol lan!
ne biçim bir hayal bu
kalk ordan.!
kalk asker savaşta kal contra
kendinle yüzleş en derinlerine dal korkma




hasbel kaderim deyip madenlere yar olma
mahşer yerinden çıkıp monşerlere mal olma.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Hiroshi Nagashima's song "Hayal" portray a sense of disillusionment and hopelessness towards life. The singer expresses how their life cannot be fixed in one go, and how they feel like their life has been blown away like a cigarette in the wind. They question the purpose of evidence and the consequences of life's mistakes, ultimately concluding that their dreams or hopes are shattered. The repeated line of "what kind of dream/illusion is this" emphasizes this sense of despair, as there seems to be no clear solution to the issues that they face.


The song also comments on the political climate and social issues in Turkey in 2014. It references the "sefil" or wretched conditions on the ground, alluding to the struggles of the lower class. The mention of "Illuminati minimum" and "firavun harbi" suggests a power struggle between political leaders and conspiracies. The rapper mentions "Tayyip," potentially referring to former Turkish Prime Minister, Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. The phrase "yiten mesleğinle, patronlara dilen" could be translated to "begging with your lost profession to bosses," which could represent the frustration of those who lost their jobs during this time period. The rapper also uses dark or chaotic imagery, such as "sanki gibi ruh hali" or "like a soul in distress," to convey the worsening social and political climate.


Line by Line Meaning

öyle bi çırpıda toparlanmaz hayatım
Life cannot be fixed in a quick and easy manner.


rüzgarda cigara gibi yol aldı gıyabım
I have drifted without direction like a cigarette in the wind.


delilin işi ne? ha bugün ha yarın
What does evidence matter? Whether today or tomorrow.


hataların hayatını domaltır hayatım
Errors suppress my life.


ne biçim hayal
What kind of a dream is this?


uyandırın uyanalım X4
Wake up, let's wake up.


yıl 2014 ahH!
It is the year 2014, ah!


sefiller hem zeminde.
Les Misérables are both on the ground.


son verse kanN!
The last verse is blood.


temizle yer bezinle...
Clean with your mop...


illuminati minimum hangi firavun harbi?
What kind of pharaoh war leads the Illuminati at a minimum?


biri bu tayyip...
This one is Tayyip...


bilimum embesiller çevresinde
All sorts of fools around.


biri mücait, dark!!
This one is Mücait, dark!!


sidius sanki gibi ruh hali,
Like Sidious, a state of mind,


halk!! peşinde her kesimden...
The people!! Being chased by all sorts of groups...


derdest eder klonlar ertesinde,
The clones capture afterwards


gezende ki çatlak seslerin ensesinde,
In the footsteps of erratic noises,


fert ezilme, Gel benimle...!
Don't be oppressed, come with me...!


cenke yel değirmeniyle gerçeğim rap
My truth is like a windmill going to battle in rap.


ötede beride nazirem ecele
Now and then, my poetry is about death.


yer yerinden oynasın be seksen ilde
Let the ground shake at eighty different places.


olağana üstü rap.
My rap is extraordinary.


hele sen serin gel, gel hele fel fecire,
Especially you, come cool off, come to doomsday,


cehenneme dek herşeyinle...
With everything you have, all the way to hell...


siren sesleriyle, diren ekseninde,
With the sound of sirens, resist on the axis,


çilen kesmediyse, yaşayıp ölüme bilen, meskeninde,
If the suffering doesn't stop, dying while alive, at home,


yiten mesleğinle, patronlara dilen
With your lost job, begging to your boss


resmedilse çizer...
Drawn by the artist


çizerdi ikimizi filler ve çimen, ezberinden.
He used to draw us, the elephants and the grass, by memory.


nasıl bi çağ şu dört duvarda çaba zira
What an age this is, struggling within these four walls


bu kadar insan, bi zahmet edin izah
So many people, go ahead and explain it if you can,


bilassa para silah ve tabi ki taht orda...
Certainly money, guns, and of course, there is the throne...


kara bi baht sorma...
Don't ask about black fate...


mualefeti kartondan, iktidarı balkonda!!!
The opposition made of cardboard, the government on the balcony!!!


kıçının kılını kınına sokayım
Curse the hair on your bottom.


halk orda, kralı salt zorba,
The people are there, the king is a pure tyrant,


bi nevi rant ortak, dinimi diline dolayan halt olsa!
A kind of shared interest partner, who talks bullshit of my religion!


zebani kan koklar
The devil smells of blood


hele bir alt ol lan!
Just go down to hell!


ne biçim bir hayal bu
What kind of a dream is this?


kalk ordan.!
Get up from there.!


kalk asker savaşta kal contra
Get up, soldier, stay in battle contra


kendinle yüzleş en derinlerine dal korkma
Face yourself, dive into the depths, don't be afraid


hasbel kaderim deyip madenlere yar olma
Don't become a miner saying it was meant to be my fate


mahşer yerinden çıkıp monşerlere mal olma.
Don't rise from the day of judgment and become a monster.




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