Far Far (Yael Naim)

 Far Far 

Far far, there's this little girl

she was praying for something to happen to her

everyday she writes words and more words

just to spit out the thoughts that keep floating inside

and she's strong when the dreams come cos' they

take her, cover her, they are all over

the reality looks far now, but don't go

How can you stay outside?

there's a beautiful mess inside

there's a beautiful mess inside

Far far, there's this little girl

she was praying for something good to happen to her

from time to time there are colors and shapes

dazzling her eyes, tickling her hands

they invent her a new world with

oil skies and aquarelle rivers

but don't you run away already

please don't go oh oh

How can you stay outside?

there's a beautiful mess inside

how can you stay outside?

there's a beautiful mess inside

Take a deep breath and dive

there's a beautiful mess inside

how can you stay outside?

There's a beautiful mess

beautiful mess inside

Oh beautiful, beautiful

Far far there's this little girl

she was praying for something big to happen to her

every night she hears beautiful strange music

it's everywhere there's nowhere to hide

but if it fades she begs

"oh lord don't take it from me, don't take it"

She says, "I guess I'll have to give it birth

to give it birth

I guess, I guess I have to give it birth

I guess I have to, have to give it birth

there's a beautiful mess inside and it's everywhere

Just look at yourself now

deep inside

deeper than you ever dared

deeper than you ever dared

there's a beautiful mess inside

beautiful mess inside

how can you stay outside?

oh oh oh oh

Denk geldim...(3)

"İnsan hayatının değeri” diye bir kavramımız var mı bizim? gerçekten incelediğimizde, kurcaladığımızda bu konuyu, olmadığını görüyoruz. Biraz “var” gibi göründüğü durumlarda “bizim” yakınımız olan “insanlar”ın hayatları bir değer taşıyabiliyor. “Düşman”sa, yüzünü, binini birden telef etmek bir sakınca değil, özlenen bir başarı. Öte yandan, “keşke bir oğlum daha olsaydı, onu da vatana, devlete şehit vereydim” diye konuşan (konuşturulan) “anne”lerin olduğu ideal annelerin, “sütüm sana helâl olmaz saldırmazsan düşmana” diye konuştuğu bir toplumda, “bizden” olan insanların hayatlarının “değeri” nereye kadar?"

Murat Belge