Saturday, February 8All That Matters

Selda Bagcan — Ince Ince [Turkish protest folk/pop] (1975)

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  • Translated lyrics:

    Flaked snow falls upon the poor

    Why the faith is not taking the poor’s word

    We’ve starved to death, come now sir please

    Some are member of the parliament, some are governors, it’s forbidden for us to get educated

    I can’t stand your fake pose anymore

    We’re doomed, education to us, roads to us, life to us,

    Come now sir, please, please, please, please, please please…

    Why is it so hard to build new roads,

    To build schools, to restore life

    please, please, please, please please…

    Why isn’t Urfa like your Istanbul?

    Poor Maraş, dry Urfa, what about Diyarbakır?

    We’re doomed, we’re dead, a drop of water

    Come now sir, please…

    We’re dead, send a letter, come now sir,

    please, please, pleas, please, please please…

    Why is it so hard to give lands,

    To love, to know oneself

    please, please, please, please please…

    We weren’t born as lords, my friend,

    Let’s live together, don’t think I’m upset with you,

    I’m doomed, don’t be separated, come now, brother,

    please, please, please, please, please please…

    Why is it so hard to give lands,

    To pay debts, to know oneself,

    please, please, please brother please….

  • Off d topic and to make it clear, without offense. How do I pronounce surname?

    I Read. “Bacon”.
    Probably be ahae I’m hungry and want bacon.
    Correct me if I’m wrong.

  • First heard this recently on Mike D’s Echo Chamber episode with Altin Gün. I had never heard of the whole Anatolian rock genre before, pretty awesome scene, loads of rabbit holes to go down!

  • The rapper/producer Oh No sampled this song as a track called Heavy along with a bunch of other Mediterranean samples on the album Dr. No’s Oxperiment. I’ve loved this song since I first discovered it through Oh No.

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