Dk. | min. 0:00 - 01:20 = 06.08.2022'de "O.Y.Y.Y.A. (OTURDUĞU YERDEN YORUM YAPAN ADAM)" başlığıyla yaptığım video | The video called "The Man Who Commentz From Where He Sitz", which I made az a reaction 2 people who say "don't comment from where you sit!", az if it would make any difference from where or in what pozition we make our commentz:) ...
Dk. | min. 01:20 - 02:40 = sırf videoya fon müziği olması niyetiyle yaptığım, dolayısıyla adı da bu yüzden yine "O.Y.Y.Y.A." olan enstrümantal parça | the instrumental piece that I made with the sole intention of uzing it az background music 4 the video, hence the name "O.Y.Y.Y.A.", translated "T.M.W.C.F.W.H.S. (The Man Who Commentz From Where He Sitz)"
Starting from min. 02:40 = AI-Extended with Suno AI
Starting from min. 06:24 = AI-Extended with Suno AI
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Translation of the lyrics:
- THE MILL -
The mill, the mill
The mill, the mill (Repeat)
Spring wantz 2 cover, let it, the exhausted, lost fairytalez
Winter haz put the lie 2 rout
No matter how much summer haz written, look
What we call autumn wazn't the last spring
Locustz and Judas treez R separated becauze of grudgez
And it questionz
A bunch of snowdrops split the stonez
Let'z bring babiez
Let them be cure
Let them merge
Let them unite, let them come 2gether... the broken breaths
Let them cling 2gether
Then let them take wingz
Then let them welcome The Throne of the Almighty
Let them impregnate them
Moths
Let it integrate with the earth, with the style of the whole
Wherever U look there R cloudz, wherever U run there R cloudz
And the cloudz say:
"Wherever we look, it iz U, wherever we flow, it iz U!
Where, if U only knew, where do U belong 2!”
Then the rotten disperse 1 by 1
And again a floor iz laid
Birth happenz
And a smile, my roze
Aqbar
That iz the precipitation
And an assimilation iz death
Taqbir
That iz the embroidery
Now look, even I am at the end like a flood, like U
I became a plant, I exhausted
I became itz look, I dripped
The drop now dancez on thornz
Raks-ı Bismil, know
::
- Love -
Life gainz meaning through love
Love iz a colorful and living energy that makes life rize 2 God
Love iz open 2 every human being, like a day that haz rizen again
Love iz "My Address 2 My Human Being Who Haz Become Human"
Love iz specific 2 the human being who haz become human
The human being who iz in the process of becoming human iz in a search around Love
He iz a moth
The human being who haz become human, however, iz united with Love, integrated with Love
Love sievez the mind, logic, thought and all our questioningz, hopes and feelingz 1 by 1
Love iz the highest feeling
When a human being becomez human, he/she attainz Love
A human being who knowz this wantz 2 become human, decidez 2 become human;
and 4 the sake of this word he/she triggerz apocalypsez, penetratez in2 the subconscious and superconscious, he/she fightz 4 Love
Love stealz the human from the human, then cooks him/her and givez him/her back
Love iz open 2 the human, like a day that haz rizen again
And yet Love iz tender, like a newborn baby;
It iz necessary 2 know how 2 appreciate itz value
::
- The Essence -
The Essence, me
The Essence, God
The Essence, Gen
The Essence, our only one
The Essence iz all of us
The Essence iz 2 cry;
2 sob, 2 swallow
The Essence iz 2 become human
The Essence iz the property of thoze who dezerve it
The Essence can be asked of both the mad and the Friendz of God
In fact, both R united in Love and in The Essence, have become one
What makes a person human R two thingz:
The Essence and Love;
It siftz and siftz from right and left, from our mad side and from our Friend of God side, it burnz and burnz, it beatz and beatz, it roastz and cooks, and finally the two come 2gether and become human
::
No, no, that'z not necessary
Theze don't work 4 us
Not necessary, not necessary, theze don't work 4 us
And our longingz R hidden in the millz of the serpentine stream that burnz and criez, looks and screamz, fliez and scatterz
Instead of serving the unknowable, my love
If the moon iz not changeable, my roze
I send accustomed red lightz 2 the sun, bright red
Rozez, carnationz, jasmine and a bouquet of violetz similar 2 me
Black and caressed, white and aged
::
Murky sea, cleaner than me
We R the only onez, alwayz without permission and recklessness
Who get uzed 2 climbing up the rain
Az we climb up the river
Against the current
From my walnutz, my treez, and 2 my branchez, my leavez
Nitekim, ikisi de Aşk'ta ve Öz'de birleşmiştir, bir olmuştur.
Bir insanı insan yapan iki şeydir: Öz ve Aşk;
sağdan ve soldan, deli yanımızdan ve veli yanımızdan eler de eler, yakar da yakar, vurur da vurur, kavurur, pişirir, sonunda ikisi birleşir, insan olur.
