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Sometimes, I wonder if I should be medicated
– Keıde men dári-dármekterdi qabyldaý kerek pe dep oılaımyn
If I would feel better just lightly sedated
– Eger Men jaı ǵana tynyshtalý arqyly ózimdi jaqsy sezinsem
The feeling comes so fast and I cannot control it
– Bul sezim tez keledi, Men ony basqara almaımyn
I’m on fire, but I’m trying not to show it
– Men órtte turmyn, biraq ony kórsetpeýge tyrysamyn
As it picks me up, puts me down
– Ol meni kótergende, jerge túsiredi.
It picks me up, puts me down
– Bul meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi.
Picks me up, puts me down
– Meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi
A hundred times a day
– Kúnine júz ret
It picks me up, puts me down
– Bul meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi.
Chews me up, spits me out
– Meni shaınaıdy, túkiredi
Picks me up, puts me down
– Meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi
I’m always running from something
– Men árqashan bir nárseden qashamyn
I push it back, but it keeps on coming
– Men ony ıterip jiberemin, biraq ol kele beredi
And being clever never got me very far
– Men aqyldy bolǵanym meni eshqashan alysqa aparǵan emes
Because it’s all in my head
– Sebebi munyń bári meniń basymda
“You’re too sensitive”, they said
– “Siz tym sezimtalsyz”, – dedi olar
I said, “Okay, but let’s discuss this at the hospital”
– Men: “jaraıdy, biraq ony aýrýhanada talqylaıyq”dedim.
(As it) picks me up, puts me down
– (Bul kezde) meni kóterip, jerge túsiredi.
Picks me up, puts me down
– Meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi
Picks me up, puts me down
– Meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi
A hundred times a day
– Kúnine júz ret
Picks me up, puts me down
– Meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi
Chews me up, spits me out
– Meni shaınaıdy, túkiredi
Picks me up, puts me down
– Meni kóteredi, jerge túsiredi
But I hear the music, I feel the beat
– Biraq men mýzykany estımin ,maqty sezinemin
And for a moment, when I’m dancing, I am free
– Men bılegen sátte men erkinmin
I hear the music, I feel the beat
– Men mýzykany estımin ,maqty sezinemin
And for a moment, when I’m dancing, I am free
– Men bılegen sátte men erkinmin
I am free
– Men erkinmin
Is this how it is? Is this how it’s always been?
– Bul shynymen de solaı ma? Bul árqashan solaı boldy ma?
To exist in the face of suffering and death
– Azap pen ólim aldynda ómir súrý
And somehow still keep singing?
– Qalaı bolǵanda da, siz áli de án aıta beresiz be?
Oh, like Christ up on a cross
– O, aıqyshtaǵy Másih sıaqty
Who died for us, who died for what?
– Biz úshin kim óldi, ne úshin óldi?
Oh, don’t you wanna call it off?
– O, siz bárin joıǵyńyz kelmeıdi me?
But there is nothing else that I know how to do
– Biraq men muny qalaı jasaý kerektigin bilmeımin
But to open up my arms and give it all to you
– Biraq qushaǵyńdy ashyp bárin saǵan ber
‘Cause I hear the music, I feel the beat
– Óıtkeni men mýzykany estımin ,maqty sezinemin.
And for a moment, when I’m dancing, I am free
– Men bılegen sátte men erkinmin
I am free
– Men erkinmin
I am free
– Men erkinmin
I am free
– Men erkinmin
