we were in Istanbul one day
around Şişhane, inside the caravan
two mad people messing around with mad little things
after all the noise, the fights, the strange encounters
i sent the guy away
he left
the next day, something exploded in me
i started shouting
dombu vombu vaaa
dombuu vaaaa
of course, i recorded it right away
then i made the track
and suddenly these words just spilled out of my mouth
don’t go low, please
i’m tired now
stop screaming
that you are the minority
Came around nine or something… but what changed? been screaming for ninety damn years, who actually heard it?
Came around nine or something… but what changed? been screaming for ninety damn years, who actually heard it?
A brand-new world born from the “Djerhuks” characters. And from here… this turns into Zehuk.
A brand-new world born from the “Djerhuks” characters. And from here… this turns into Zehuk.
Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.
Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.
