Football Commentators Şiiri - Kasım Kobakçı

A daisy is dying in a jar,
The burning candle melts next to you.
And a moth unknowingly dances its last dance,
Serum does not suit my loved one at all...

On television news, the virus becomes a problem for us,
There are so many things in this part of the world, in this part of our country...
Masked and corona-distanced breaks on the streets,
Every scientific medical radar is focused on the emergency salve vaccine.

It was the first Ramadan in our lives without tarawih.
He took away the contradictory statements of fatwa followers...
China, Russia, America and Europe, which we cannot overcome together,
Our common trouble is corona... We missed football delusions.

The referee did not give our penalty,
This card should be in this position,
They won't make us champions, brother.
Fatih Terim is looking for an advantage for Galatasaray,
The rights of Trabzon and Sivas were defeated,
The teams at the bottom are experiencing the excitement of relegation.
Mutually at least three days a week,
Football commentators are shouting, leagues should be postponed,
Let it be played with an audience, let it be played without an audience,
Foreign football players do not want to play,
And so on... And so on... And so on...
We missed you so much, brother... We even missed your delusions,
Should schools be opened or not?
Damn corona, everything and everywhere is a world because of you.

I don't know how time will pass until the morning.
I wait and wait on the shores of the island.
Oh! The moon has escaped from the clouds, oh it will be veiled again,
I'm waiting for Aşiyan and you, whom I love so much...

Life goes on, discouraged rain,
We need to have mercy on the dead and wish healing to the sick...
How many proud people have we seen who see that they cannot actually do anything,
How can we do this if big companies are going to honk their horns again?