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Song: Yediveren
Singer: Melek Mosso
Real name: Melek Davarcı
Birth year: 1988
Birthplace: Kayseri (Turkey)
Spouse: Serkan Sağdıç (2023-2025)
Height: 1,64 m
More information: Wikipedia
Lyrics:
Bu evde her yere senin kokun sinmiş
Gözyaşlarım dinmiş, kalbim hâlâ direnmekte
Çok özledim, farkındayım
Yaz gelmiş, ben kıştayım
Bu bir düşse uyandırın
Şarkılarım tükenmekte
Yaradan’a sor, bu yarayı sar
Kime gideyim merhem sendeyse?
Yediveren öldü, bak, ateşi söndü
Çözemiyorum düğüm sendeyse
Yaradan’a sor, bu yarayı sar
Kime gideyim merhem sendeyse?
Yediveren öldü, bak, ateşi söndü
Çözеmiyorum düğüm sendeyse
Su alan gеmideyim, batmaya meyilli
Kendimde değil miyim? Her zamanki gibi
Gözlerin zehirli, özledim kendimi
Gezdim tüm şehri serseri gibi
Su alan gemideyim, batmaya meyilli
Kendimde değil miyim? Her zamanki gibi
Gözlerin zehirli, özledim kendimi
Gezdim tüm şehri serseri gibi (11)
Gel, beni yerden kaldır, bedenim enkaz enkaz
Hayat akıp gider, bu sular durmaz durmaz
Belki boğulursun, kurtaran olmaz olmaz
Sevgi sözcükleri, düşmanın kurnaz, kumpas
Söyle bana, mutlu olmak nasıl bir detay?
Söyle, kalem kılıçtan keskin mi, samuray?
On beş yıldır ilaçlarla yaşamak mı? Tamam
Artık kendime gelmek aşağılık bir yalan
İnsanlar hep kanser, çakmak yok, benzin ver
Kırpılmış takvimler, çok sessiz, kalp inler
Hapsolmuş insanlar, kalktım tam tersimden
Sen yoksan yanımda, tetiği nasıl çekersin?
Yaradan’a sor, bu yarayı sar
Kime gideyim merhem sendeyse?
Yediveren öldü, bak, ateşi söndü
Çözemiyorum düğüm sendeyse
Yaradan’a sor, bu yarayı sar
Kime gideyim merhem sendeyse?
Yediveren öldü, bak, ateşi söndü
Çözemiyorum düğüm sendeyse
Translation:
Your scent lingers everywhere in this house
My tears have dried, but my heart still resists
I miss you so much, I know
Summer has come, but I’m still in winter
If this is a dream, wake me up
My songs are running out
Ask the Creator, heal this wound
To whom should I go if the balm is with you?
The seven-flowered plant died, look, its fire went out
I can’t untangle the knot if it’s with you
Ask the Creator, heal this wound
To whom should I go if the balm is with you?
The seven-flowered plant died, look, its fire went out
I can’t untangle the knot if it’s with you
I’m on a sinking ship, prone to sinking
Am I not myself? As always
Your eyes are poisonous, I miss myself
I wandered the whole city like a vagabond
I’m on a sinking ship, prone to sinking
Am I not myself? As always
Your eyes are poisonous, I missed myself
I wandered the whole city like a vagabond (11)
Come, lift me up from the ground, my body is in ruins
Life flows on, these waters never stop
Maybe you’ll drown, no one will save you
Words of love, your enemy is cunning, a conspiracy
Tell me, what kind of detail is being happy?
Tell me, is the pen mightier than the sword, samurai?
Living on medication for fifteen years? Okay
Now coming back to myself is a despicable lie
People are always cancer, no lighter, give me gasoline
Cropped calendars, so quiet, the heart groans
Imprisoned people, I got up from the opposite side
If you’re not by my side, how can you pull the trigger?
Ask the Creator, tend to this wound
To whom should I turn if you hold the salve?
The ever-blooming rose has died—look, its fire has faded
I cannot untie the knot if you hold the solution
Ask the Creator, tend to this wound
To whom should I turn if you hold the salve?
The ever-blooming rose has died—look, its fire has faded
I cannot untie the knot if you hold the solution
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Pablo Gómez is a specialist in Turkey and has been editor-in-chief of Hispanatolia since 2011. He has been analysing current affairs and geopolitics in Turkey and the surrounding region since 2006.
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