Description
The dim light makes thoughts louder. They get confused between memories, smells, and what was never said. The air is still, as if it's afraid to move, but inside, everything is stirring in the opposite direction - from unspoken words, from words understood too late. Love here isn't a tragedy, but something like breathing - one day the inhale just stopped, and then it got quieter. The music sounds like that very state between "staying" and "leaving," when you're afraid to take a step forward, but you can't stand still any longer. There's no hysteria in her - just a mature, tired tenderness that pretends to be strength until the very end. Words and Music: Ezgi Gergin Arrangement: Ufuk Kevser Recording: Görkem Yılmaz and Ufuk Kevser Ney: Türker Dinletir Bağlama: Ali Yılmaz Mixing and Mastering: Ufuk Kevser Photographer: Emra Yağız Lighting: Zülkarneyn Karanfil Lighting Assistant: Erhan Akbulut Video Director: Alparslan Yay Equipment Rental: Boom Studio Studio: STUDIOMEISTANBUL Costume/Styling: Bedirhan Taşçı Costume/Styling Assistants: Derya Yüksel - Merve Ustabaşıoğlu Makeup Artist and Hair Stylist: Mesut Özuzun General Manager: Fatih Tansarıkaya Brand Manager: Sinem Aksoy Türkmen Accounting: Mustafa Abatay Assistant: Yağmur Beşiktaş Social Media Agency: Rebel Zone Digital Marketing Manager: Esra Gençkaya
Lyrics and translation
Original
Gitme!
Fark eder, ne fark eder?
Loş bir odada kimse yok etrafında.
Yalnız kalıp iyice düşünmüşsün.
Karman çorman duyguların ezberinde.
Tamamlanmak umuduyla yola çıkmış, sonuçta kal.
Beni emanet edip birine öğüt vermişsin.
Vakit içine sinmemiş, gözünü kaçırmışsın.
Yokluğuna iki bilet kesip sağlam adımlarla haberim olmadan kalbimi söküp almışsın.
Gitme desem fark eder, ne fark eder?
Gitmeyi istesem benim aklım ermez, oralar uzak.
Kala kaldım, öylece kala kaldım. Kapı eşiğinde derin nefes aldım.
Zaman kavramım kayıp, illegal sayıp artçı kaygının tutsağı oldum.
Bencil hallerim mahçup hissedip, sığdırıp içime kokunu saklayıp sevemem kendimi beni sevdiğin gibi.
Gitme desem fark eder, ne fark eder?
Gitmeyi istesem benim aklım ermez, oralar uzak.
Fark eder, ne fark eder?
Gitmeyi istesem oralar uzak.
English translation
Don't go!
Does it matter, what difference does it make?
In a dimly lit room, there is no one around.
You stayed alone and thought carefully.
In the memorization of confused emotions.
He set out with the hope of completion, but ultimately stay.
You entrusted me and gave advice to someone.
You didn't have enough time and you looked away.
You cut two tickets for your absence and took my heart with firm steps without my knowledge.
It makes a difference if I say don't go, what difference does it make?
If I wanted to go, I wouldn't be able to figure it out, those places are far away.
I stayed there, I stayed there. I took a deep breath in the doorway.
I lost my concept of time, considered it illegal and became a prisoner of after-anxiety.
I can't feel ashamed of my selfish ways and hide your scent inside me and love myself the way you love me.
It makes a difference if I say don't go, what difference does it make?
If I wanted to go, I wouldn't be able to figure it out, those places are far away.
Does it matter, what difference does it make?
If I want to go, those places are far away.