Ezhel - Kadehimi Bos Birakma (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Ezhel - Kadehimi Bos Birakma (en) Lyrics
Artz what's poppin' my g?
Bugy
My icy raki tekirdag
Is over bring more appetizers
I'm in a good mood
I'm cracking sunflower seeds
We are sottish, our shape is solid
Our appetizer is tarator
At the end of the day at
the police station
We are high like an emperor
My house is lika a tavern
I'm a gentleman in it
I'll pay the qanun
And you can at least blow the ney
Pour the raki
My blood smells like anise
My raki is an antidepressant
It ends the pain
It is white as snow
It turns me into a monster
Causes tables to collapse
Activates the tongue
Next to it my thinly rolled
mixes with my breath
I drink my milk from the lion's breast
I'm pouring double like a road
Say "stop"
We are singing turkish classical
music in two couplets
When I finish my 70cl bottle
I say "oh crap"
A painful lyric falls from our tongues
Don't let my glass...
Oh dont let my glass remain empty
Fill it up cupbearer fill it up
Fill it up don't let my
glass remain empty
I'll pour it over my head
I can't do without you
Even if they say "don't exaggerate"
Don't let my glass remain empty
Every day every week
Our table is on the terrace
It takes away my troubles and sorrows
And the rush disappears
Every relationship every
love ends like a bottle
We struggle to find it
We suffer
I distill distillate
Your name to die for
I can't walk straight
They look at me and say
"Maniac or something?"
Whenever I drink it
It tastes delicious
We finish the huge 70cl bottle at once
Oh whiter than the clouds
Like a white pearl
My tears drip to
The bottom of the bottle
I have ninety-nine heartaches
One of them is not finished yet
You are my cure
My white, the bride of the green
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