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Citizen, where are you from ?

Since I have known myself, I have squandered my life on the road
I roamed this morbid world from one end to the other
The educated, ignorant, poor, rich are all the same
At the end, I realized the bare truth

it's like humanity's for sale. Too hard to make a living.
No one says " Come drink some hot soup "
Has locked from inside, the door, which is surrounded by four walls and a roof
"Here is place for you, come lay down ", nobody says

Just one question, " Citizen, where are you from ? ";
This world is my homeland
No, I do not get it, Where are you really from ?
This world is my homeland
Holy Remorse X 3

Making loud talks on brotherhood and equity
Nobody asks why your complexion is darker
When getting armed, running to death because the eyebrow is over the eye
Nobody asks what the widow, orphan feed on

Poor Barış, could not find the solution, sat and talked this long
Nobody says, " Come, let's be friends all together "
At any rate, our world's been shattered, divided, uninhabitable
No need for further cleavage

Just one question, " Citizen, where are you from ? "
I have told you, this world is my homeland
No, you do not get it, " Where are you actually from ? ";
This world my homeland
Holy Remorse X 3

bu da ingilizcesi.tüm dünya bilsin barış abimizin ne dediğini..