[Giriş]

There was some sophistos from the TV studios around the corner - laughing and govoreeting. The devotchka was smackin' away not caring about the wicked world one bit. Then the disk on the stereo twanged off and out. And in the short silence before the next one came on she suddenly came with a burst of singing
(Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium
Wir betreten feuertrunken
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder
Was die Mode streng geteilt
Alle Menschen werden Brüder
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt)
And it was, like, for a moment, my brothers some great bird had flown into the milk bar. And l felt all the malenky little hairs on my plott standing endwise. And the shivers crawling up like slow, malenky lizards and then down again. Because I knew what she sang. It was a bit from the glorious "Ninth" by Ludwig van

Son(?) pezevenkler!
...
Bre!
Ludovico Şer iki sekiz ikon
Kalem itici, çetem içime kayıt on
O gececi bi' adam, alevi silikon
Silik adama bak(?), tonu makarafon
Önüne serili haram, acı son
Son kez girişim, işine şerafet
İfademiz aynı, şifa değil hacet
Hesap et sabit isim
Sabaha bir ket(?) vur
Sada-i yârime emanet
Kimera Candela!
Raymista(?)!
Feodal Batiskaf!
Kalibre!
(?)!
Cevap!
(?)!
Sancak!
Cano(?)!
Alper Tunga!
Mozole Mirach!
Sitem Depresif! (N'aber motherfucker!)
Atakan ve Bela!
Rapizm Çağla!
Sizi seviyorum!
Snow!
(Bunu bilin, sizi seviyorum!)
Naz(?), Ege aka. Patron Flex, Şehinşah ve Fuat Ergin; varlığınız yeter, sizi çok seviyorum