The Doors - Dawn's Highway

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Hintliler safagin kanayan otoyolunda dagilmis
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
Hayaletler genc cocugun hassas yumurta kabugu aklinda toplasiyor
Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a
Ben ve annem babam ve
Grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through
Buyuk anne ve babamla gidiyorduk
The desert, at dawn, and a truck load of indian
Cole, safakta, hintli dolu kamyonda
Workers had either hit another car, or just - I don't
Isciler baska arabaya carpti ya da
Know what happened - but there were Indians scattered
Ne oldugunu bilmiyorum ama daginik hintliler vardi
All over the highway, bleeding to death.
Otoyolun her yerinde, olume kanarken
So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time
Araba cekilip durur bu ilk zamandi
I tasted fear. I musta' been about four - like a child is
Korkuyu tattim, 4 yasinda olmaliydim
Like a flower, his head is just floating in the
Breeze, man.
Cicek gibi kafasi meltemde sallaniyor
The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking
Simdi dusunup baktigim etki
Back - is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead
Indians.
O olu hintlilerin ruhlari
..maybe one or two of 'em...were just Belki bir iki tanesi kaciyordu
Running around freaking out, and just leaped into my
Deliriyordu, ve ruhuma isledi
Soul. And they're still in there.
Ve hala oradalar
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Hintliler safagin kanayan otoyolunda dagilmis
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
Hayaletler genc cocugun hassas yumurta kabugu aklinda toplasiyor
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
New Haven sehrinin sokaklarinda kan
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Kan catida duruyor ve Venice'in palmiye agaclarinda
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Korkunc yazda askimda kan
Bloody red sun of Phantastic L.A.
Fantastik L.A'in gunesinde kipkirmizi kan
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Kan parmaklarini kestiklerinde beyninden ciglik atiyor
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Kan milletin dogusunda olacak
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Kan gizemli birlesimin gulu
Blood on the rise, it's following me.
Yukselen kan, beni takip ediyor
Indian, Indian what did you die for?
Hintli, ne icin oldun?
Indian says, nothing at all
Hintli hicbir sey demiyor