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Lyrics: This Dream is Very Beautiful

How important are we, what is life, who are we?
Question whether anyone is there in this universe
Or are we nobody, depicting the gods
Waiting for death inside a faint blue dot
As if it won't go away, as if it won't end
As if it won't suddenly undergo an illness
The benefit of unjust justice, who was it for?
Your scale can't weigh the right, like a jeweler's scale (cut)
Are you the tradition with war, imprisoned in your pains?
Are you a slave, a refugee, or a militiaman, oh human?
If you want happiness, they will become your enemies too
Then you prove yourself right, and don't think they'll regret
They never ran after a path without gain
They never dreamed against an unavoidable trouble
They never stood upright in a spineless order
That's why they don't understand, that's why never

This dream is very beautiful
Maybe resembling a dream, from this innocent melody
Maybe from boundaries and lines not in dreams
Maybe from Dostoyevsky, maybe from a long time ago
This dream is very beautiful
Maybe from the excess feelings I harbor for humans
Maybe from my homeland, from my childhood
Maybe from Dostoyevsky, definitely Dostoyevsky

And now a society has withdrawn into seclusion
Dreams and smiles in its pouch have all been defeated
It has no more wishes, just don't hurt its soul
There's no longer a kite with a hoop in the sky
This song is not for you, it's for whatever is in my past
I stole a piece of land from the starry heavens
In a snowy beech forest, my eyes filled with tears
I long for my childhood when I run home at the call to prayer
(Tell me a story, Dad)
Let there be plum trees and a house with a garden
In my pocket, marbles and the dust of eloping
In the coal stove, chestnuts that burn my hand
(Tell me a story, Dad)
Foamy sodas, my bicycle, and my neighborhood
Within it, my happiness, fearless and immortal
Within it, you too, within it, my mother

This dream is very beautiful
Maybe resembling a dream, from this innocent melody
Maybe from boundaries and lines not in dreams
Maybe from Dostoyevsky, maybe from a long time ago
This dream is very beautiful
Maybe from the excess feelings I harbor for humans
Maybe from my homeland, from my childhood
Maybe from Dostoyevsky, definitely Dostoyevsky

This dream is very beautiful
Maybe resembling a dream, from this innocent melody
Maybe from boundaries and lines not in dreams
Maybe from Dostoyevsky, maybe from a long time ago
This dream is very beautiful
Maybe from the excess feelings I harbor for humans
Maybe from Cemal Süreya, maybe from Turgut Uyar
Maybe from Özdemir Asaf, maybe from Nazım Hikmet Ran