Ölüme Davet Lyrics English (with Translation) — Decrat
Oğuzhan Salihoğlu writes the lyrics and collaborates with Ulaş Çelik to compose ‘Ölüme Davet.’ Decrat performs this poignant track, which mixes heartfelt emotion with a gritty narrative about urban struggles. The song reflects the weight of life in Istanbul, blending personal pain with broader societal issues.
Released: June 17, 2022
Ölüme Davet
Decrat
Lyricist
Oğuzhan Salihoğlu
Composer
Oğuzhan Salihoğlu, Ulaş Çelik
Ölüme Davet Lyrics English Translation by Decrat
The songwriter describes Istanbul as a ‘tiny coop,’ capturing the suffocating feel of the city. A standout line, ‘It’s an honor to die on one’s feet on our street,’ reveals the fierce pride and resilience in the face of hardship. The lyrics weave a story of loss, betrayal, and the fight for dignity.
Var ölüme bile davetThere’s an invitation even to death,
Çekiyo’ gönül hasretMy heart aches with a deep longing,
Gecenin sonu kasvetThe night ends in a heavy gloom,
Büyük İstanbul küçücük kümes gibiBig Istanbul feels like a tiny ‘coop’.
Var ölüme bile davetThere’s an invitation even to death,
Çekiyo’ gönül hasretMy heart aches with a deep longing,
Gecenin sonu kasvetThe night ends in a heavy gloom,
Büyük İstanbul küçücük kümes gibiBig Istanbul feels like a tiny ‘coop’.
Ya bozuldu rahatımWell, my peace of mind has been shattered,
Helal para kovalarken kan çıkarttı hasmımMy enemy drew blood while I was chasing an honest living,
Sokakta kırılmadık kol kalmadı caydımNo arm’s left unbroken on the street, so I backed away,
Memleketin karanlığını kesmek bize farzmışCutting through the nation’s darkness has become our sacred duty.
İstanbul’da fay hatlarım attıMy fault lines have snapped right here in Istanbul,
Mil çekmişim gözlerime ben karışmam artıkI’ve ‘drawn a hot needle’ through my eyes, I won’t get involved anymore,
Ekmeğinde insanlarız hep dedikçeJust as we kept saying we’re only folks working for our bread,
Battı bize k#hpelerin n#mluları siz düşünün artıkThe brrels of tritors pierced us, so you figure it out now.
Fiziki takipler sivil nüanslarPhysical tracking and subtle civilian nuances,
Kumar ya da gayri meşru kolay para paklarGambling or illicit deals, easy money makes it all disappear,
Kaybolan bedenlerden kim sorumlu başkanWho’s responsible for the bodies that vanish, Mr. President?
Yıldız olur kayar bütün umutlarım baştanAll my hopes turn into falling stars, starting over from the beginning.
Kaçıncı feryat Kaçıncı isyanHow many more cries? How many more revolts?
Şu koca dünya güldürmedi bizi içten aslaThis vast world never gave us a reason for a sincere smile,
Dizlerim kırılsa da düştüğüm bu yoldaEven if my knees shatter on this road where I’ve stumbled,
Şereftir ayakta ölmek bizim sokaktaIt’s an honor to die on one’s feet on our street.
Var ölüme bile davetThere’s an invitation even to death,
Çekiyo’ gönül hasretMy heart aches with a deep longing,
Gecenin sonu kasvetThe night ends in a heavy gloom,
Büyük İstanbul küçücük kümes gibiBig Istanbul feels like a tiny ‘coop’.
Var ölüme bile davetThere’s an invitation even to death,
Çekiyo’ gönül hasretMy heart aches with a deep longing,
Gecenin sonu kasvetThe night ends in a heavy gloom,
Büyük İstanbul küçücük kümes gibiBig Istanbul feels like a tiny ‘coop’.
Var ölüme bile davetThere’s an invitation even to death,
Çekiyo’ gönül hasretMy heart aches with a deep longing,
Gecenin sonu kasvetThe night ends in a heavy gloom,
Büyük İstanbul küçücük kümes gibiBig Istanbul feels like a tiny ‘coop’.
The English lyrics of ‘Ölüme Davet’ reflect the tension between despair and defiance. Decrat delivers a powerful performance, blending Turkish rap with a story of survival and honor.
