Karaçalı - Defolu Caddelerde Fotomontaj (w/ English subtitles)

Defolu Caddelerde Fotomontaj // Photomontage in the Defective Streets

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[Verse: Karaçalı]

Yeah homie, first act!

A dark whirl during the recirculating times...
Such a love that is torn apart from a thousand places...
One orderly sentence in a truly inverted life:
"Go, if I love; don't go, if you don't love"
The heartless city, however, is glaring down on my heart
Powder blue, winter poison, eyes green, rap black, sky red...
Ugh, all the colours are mixed up once again (Hahaha-ha)

"Ahh, it was the other day, I walked into the hotel
Just as I raised my head up;
Dude... it's perfect!
She was flowing... like a colt rearing from the centre lane
Once I kick my horse... Watch her when I..."

"I've undressed this woman fifty times and dressed her three hundred times, buddy
How the fuck could this be? How the fuck?
Who the fuck says so?
Who the fuck saw it?
A bunch of baloney! That chick you saw can't be Sophia, pal!"

"Well, I don't know brother, it was just something I saw
She took of her coat like this,
Sat down all lady-like in front of this bloke
They lit one, popped a champange by the candle light
Then the man grabbed her; a tango, a waltz!
A salsa, a cha-cha...
Dare I say it a samba, like it was lovemaking
I don't know, man!"

+Watch your fucking mouth! That woman you saw is my thirty-year love Sophia, damn it!
-(Ok, man)
+Have some fucking class! Or I'll fuck you up!
+Get a grip!
-(Gürbüz, drop it)
+Shut the fuck up! Shut up!

-(You see..)
+I'm calling Sophia right know...
-(...that's how things are)
+But if you're lying... I swear if you're lying...
[Gun cocking]

In the defective streets, I was seeing women who were surplus exports,
Fiddling around with flashy cars and convertible games
In the defective streets, women in cheap dresses with a slit open all the way to their heart...
Still, it's a struggle to see in front of you with a big chest
Or I don't know, thinking everything you see is a silicone gel-filled pavement
I'm walking without looking back yet my steps aren't even gaining from demand
Hang me, my angel, into my own dark dream

+I'll leave none of you alive!
-(Dude, who told you that chick was Sophia?)

Like always repeating the previous discovery,
You always loved those women who have been touched and had footprints on them
On every feeling you touched, there were fingerprints belonging to someone else,
Or hints of a love whose feelings have been killed
You always expected sentences about you from a woman's lips that have been kissed before
Yet, the wet words were directed toward you for someone else -
they were commissioned to construct inverted sentences with mismathced subjects and verbs
Someone else's shadow would always slip in between when you kissed her
And you didn't realize the loves weren't really with you
In closing eyes, you were a photomontage on another picture, my dear friend
Photomontage in the defective streets...

And that's curtains down

[Applause]
Photomontage...

Thank you
Thank you