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Söz/Beste/Müzik: Uğur Sena

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The Sky

There once was a window
And a girl too
She liked to open it and look at
To the clouds narrow and the sun too
In a haze no one could interpret

One day she had wondered
Wanted to be the beauty
Her arms had gotten longed to touch at
Infinity was the beauty
Watched her hands got broken
Has never known how to close at

To the sky

The sky was her lover
He showed all his beauty
Only her no one to look at
They said that it was useless
There was nothing in there
Whenever she was alone, she looked at

To the sky

I am so alone in this foreign land
Never known how to get any closer
Everybody is saying something about my end
Never known how to get fit in
I am going to use my chances, to get in

To the sky


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This song is about being gravitated towards a beauty that no one understands and looking ways to be with it, without knowing how to sync with it.

Sky is my metaphorical heaven, it is not something I pursue the search of it and reach out. It is something I want to understand. It is inside of me and it is in the nature. It is where I feel belong to be and be safe, happy.

The best apple stands at the top
Look at it and you will see the sky

This song is something I wrote after I was sober and I' ve realized while I was playing that It is so related to the literature that I' ve read and being affected. This is also a topic that I' ve been questioning for a while. So I quote a part from one of my favourite books, Daphis and Chole, for you:

When all this was done, they washed themselves, ate and drank, and went in search of ripe fruit, of which they found abundance, since it was the fruitful season of the year—wild and garden pears and apples, some fallen on the ground, and others still on the trees. Those on the ground were more fragrant, and smelt like wine: those on the trees were fresher, and glittered like gold. There was one apple-tree, the fruit of which had already been plucked, and which was stripped of its fruit and leaves. All its branches were bare, and only a single apple remained on the topmost bough, fine and large, more fragrant than all the rest. He who had plucked the others had not ventured to climb so high, or had forgotten to take it: or it may be that so fine an apple was reserved for a love-sick shepherd. When Daphnis saw this apple, he was eager to climb and pluck it, and, when Chloe tried to prevent him, he paid no heed to her, and she went off to her flocks. Then Daphnis climbed the tree, reached and plucked the apple, and took it to Chloe. Seeing that she was annoyed, he said: “Dear Chloe, the beautiful seasons have made this apple to grow, a beautiful tree has nourished it, the sun has ripened it, and chance has preserved it. I should have been blind not to see it, and foolish to leave it there, to fall to the ground and be trodden under foot by a grazing herd or poisoned by some creeping serpent, or to be consumed by time, though admired by all who saw it. Aphrodite was presented with an apple as the prize of beauty: I present this to you as the meed of victory. You are as beautiful as Aphrodite: your judges are alike: Paris was a shepherd, I am a goatherd.” With these words, he placed the apple in Chloe’s bosom, and, when he drew near, she kissed him, so that he did not regret that he had been bold enough to climb so high, for he was rewarded with a kiss that he valued above the golden apples of the Hesperides.

Singer/songwriter/composer: Uğur Sena
Instruments(cello/ukelele): Uğur Sena

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