Awake. Uyan Shake dreams from your hair Saclarindan hayalleri salla My pretty child, my sweet one. Guzel cocugum, tatlim Choose the day and choose the sign of your day Gunu ve gunun isaretini sec The day's divinity Gunun ilahiligi First thing you see. Gorecegin ilk sey A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon Serin degerli ayda bos isiyan kumsal Couples naked race down by it's quiet side Sessiz yerde esler ciplak yarisiyor And we laugh like soft, mad children Yumusak, deli cocuklar gibi guluyoruz Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy Bebeklerin yumusak pamuk beyinlerinin kendini begenmisligi The music and voices are all around us. Muzik ve sesler etrafimizda Choose they croon the ancient ones Eskilerden sarkilari sec The time has come again Zamani geldi yine Choose now, they croon Sec simdi, sarki soyluyorlar Beneath the moon Ayin altinda Beside an ancient lake Eski golun yaninda Enter again the sweet forest Tatli ormana gir yine Enter the hot dream Sicak hayale gir Come with us Bizimle gel Everything is broken up and dances. Her sey bozuldu ve dans ediyor Indians scattered, Hintliler daginik On dawn's highway bleeding Safagin kanayan otoyolunda Ghosts crowd the young child's, Hayaletler genc cocuklara toplasiyor Fragile eggshell mind Hassas yumurta kabuklu kafa We have assembled inside, Icerde toplandik This ancient and insane theater Bu eski ve deli tiyatrocu To propagate our lust for life, Sehvet hayatimizi propoganda yapmak icin And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets. Dolup tasan bilge sokaklarina kacmak icin The barns have stormed Ahirlar firtinalandi The windows kept, Pencereler tuttu And only one of all the rest Ve geriye kalanin tek biri To dance and save us Dans edip bizi kurtarir From the divine mockery of words, Kutsal dalga gecen sozlerden Music inflames temperament. Muzik yaradilisi tutusturuyor Ooh great creator of being Ooh olusumun buyuk yaraticisi Grant us one more hour, Bize bir saat daha tani To perform our art Sanatimizi sergilemek icin And perfect our lives. Ve hayatlarimizi guzellestirmek We need great golden copulations, Buyuk altin iliskilere ihtiyacimiz var When the true kings murderers Gercek kral katilleri Are allowed to roam free, Ozgurce dolasmaya serbestken A thousand magicians arise in the land Bin buyucu ulkede yukseldi Where are the feast we are promised? Soz verilen solen nerde? Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com