This begins with a repeated 4m phrase group led by trumpets always ending on a half cadence...kinof sounding like mariachi (sp?) music. This is repeated four times before the singer "Rafet el Roman" (a turk who has some italian connections) starts his song. Both his verses and his refrains follow the general line that the trumpets orginally introduced (turks love repitition). The cycle is - he sings a new verse, he sings the refrain, and then there is musical interlude. We even get some flamenco guitar going and a great trumpet solo in the middle--both of these get more into development of the original expository material. He employs a lot of monophony that is washed out a little by the drum drones--often his voice is doubled by a reed or wind instrument (sounds like a clarinet). I bought this CD in Konya, TURKEY (Rumi is buried here)on a night walk with an upstanding kurdish gentleman who was a disciple of Elvis, the carpetseller, and who was also scheduled go to the army that March. He took Amanda and I around town, showed us the "caspar" because he apparently didn't know the word for ghost. And showed us his friend who was short, odd looking and had three or something odd girlfriends. He sang for us near Mevlana's tomb. Therefore, the CD is cool.
words:
Hayat bir mucize yasayan bilir bunu
Hayat bir bilmece sorularla dokulu
Hayat bir zor yaris yenilir ya yenersin
Bazen bir kumarmis kazanip, kaybedirsin
Hayat bir felsefe karisir beynin doner
Delirenler dahiler de coktan pes ettiler
Labrabbab babaraba (he's scattin' here, this is not turkish)
Gec bunlar palavra
Sen gel keyfine bak
Hayat yasamak
Bu gece cok sansliyim
Hem kumarda hem askta
Bu gece heyecanliyi
Param var hem askim
Bu gece tam havamdayim
Yasamin tadindayim
Bu gece cok sansliyim
Param var hem askim
Gozlerin alev alev gonlumu yakiyor
Durusunla bakisin aklimi aliyor
Labarabbab babaraba
Gec bunlar palavra
Sen gel keyfine bak
Hayat yasamak
My translation (expect errors):
"I'm lucky"
Life is a miracle for those who know how to live it
Life is a riddle with a tapestry of questions
Life is a hard competition you defeat or are defeated
Sometimes it's a gamble, you win some you lose some
Life is a twisted philosophy that turns your brain
The madness, often the inside gives in
Pass the pointless days
You, come and look at your joy
To live life
Tonight I'm very lucky
In a gamble and in love
Tonight I'm very excited
I've got money and love
Tonight I'm really in my weather (?)
I'm in the taste of your life
Tonight I'm very lucky
I've got money and love
Your eyes flame flame light my desire
In this position your glance takes my thoughts
Pass these pointless days
You, come and look at your joy
To live life
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