كلمات بكره

I can't say that I don't hate
I hate a lot of things
The smell of detergents in restrooms
For Misters and Madams
The garbage bags on the hills
The burned butter in the early mornings
Just like those songs on the radio
The shop windows and the latest trends
Blue for boys and pink for girls
The sound of electric generators
The herds of motorbikes
I hate all of this
But I love life

I hate a lot of things
The big bellies in pants
The cigars in wealthy suits
Babies with bottles
With no mothers or fathers
Girls pushing prams
With worries that have no bounds
Chatting on their phones
And those series on television
The dubbed men and the dubbed women
Turks speaking Syrian
I hate all of this
But I love life

I can't go on hating
And speaking my mind
Life keeps flowing
With or without me
The days that have passed
Will be replaced by other days to come
Life keeps flowing
With or without me

I hate a lot of things
The dark windows on 4x4 cars
All the macho bodyguards
Who wander between the tables
With their eyes on each one of us
The tattoos on women's lips and eyebrows
All the committees and all the speeches
All the offers and sales
The ones who beg over their dead
The ones who join the party
And the ones who have left
I hate a lot of things
I hate everything
But I love life

I hate February
I hate cats
I hate meowing, I hate fur
I hate car traffic in the evenings
The bumps and the holes on the streets
And when the rain starts pouring
The water fills my living room
I hate the snow and the cold
It covers all the flowers
I hate endings
Because they look nothing like beginnings

I hate everything
I hate everything

I can't go on hating
And speaking my mind
Life keeps flowing
With or without me
The days that have passed
Will be replaced by other days to come
Life keeps flowing
With or without me

It is so fragile
It is barely standing
Yet it keeps flowing
With or without me
The days that have passed
Will be replaced by other days to come
Life keeps flowing
With or without me