
Band: Yanki Gocu
Genre: INDIE FOLK | AMERICANA | CINEMATIC FOLK POP
A quiet, searching journey through the mystery of where our moments go.
It moves like a slow breeze carrying yesterday out the window, leaving only traces of warmth and questions.
Every word leans toward the sky, hoping for an answer that never comes.
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About this track
'Zaman Nereye Ucar?' was born from a simple gesture: creating a song for a Turkish-speaking friend, to see her smile and to hear her reaction to the words.
It’s about the way time slips through our fingers even when we try to hold on, about the strange humor it seems to have, and about the beauty of wondering rather than knowing.
I wanted her to feel the weight of the question without needing the answer, to imagine time laughing softly as it wanders off with our plans and our hours.
It’s a song for the moments we try to keep, for the snapshots in memory that refuse to stay still, and for the quiet hope that maybe time will bring some of them back.
Even if it doesn’t, the wondering itself becomes a kind of gift.
Creative tools
This piece is Made with AI, but every image, every breath, and every pause was chosen to keep the question alive.
AI gave the outline. I gave it the wondering.
Who asks where your time goes
Share the moments you wish you could catch and keep, and the ones that slipped away before you even knew they were leaving.
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#CinematicFolk #PoeticFolk #TimeSong
#FolkStorytelling #WonderingSong #TimelessMoments
Lyrics
Sabahimi aradim kapidan sessizce suzulmus
Bir not birakmis: “Dun odunc aldi donmeyecekmis”
Ogleden sonrayi yakalamak istedim ruzgara binmis
Gulumseyip el salladi hafta sonumu da cebine gizlemis
Saatler tikir tikir sanki bir randevuya yetisir
Ama nereye gittigini altinla bile soylemez ki
Avuclarimda saklamaya calissam bile
Kum taneleri gibi kayar geriye yalnizca bosluk kalir
Zaman nereye ucar burdan gidince?
Gokyuzunde kokteyl mi yudumlar yoksa meslek mi degistirince?
Unuttugum ceplerin karanliginda mi saklanir?
Yoksa kozmik bir tiyatroda kahkahalarla mi kaybolur?
Saatlerimi gorursen lutfen haber ver bana…
Planlarimi da aldi bir daha donmedi yanima
Takvime sordum: “Bu kaybolusu biliyor musun?”
Gulumsetti: “Pazartesiyi taniyorsun zaten” dedi
Gecmis, zarfa sigmayan kartpostallar yollar hep gec
Gelecekse on yedi yildir “yoldayim” der gelmez hic
Bir kez durdurmak istedim icimdeki ani
Ama an, hinzir bir gulumsemeyle kacip gitti
“Simdi”ye sordum: “Gercekten simdi olmak nedir?”
Dedi ki: “Uzgunum, mesgulum… belki sonra gel de sor”
Zaman nereye ucar burdan gidince?
Gokyuzunde kokteyl mi yudumlar yoksa meslek mi degistirince?
Unuttugum ceplerin karanliginda mi saklanir?
Yoksa kozmik bir tiyatroda kahkahalarla mi kaybolur?
Saatlerimi gorursen lutfen haber ver bana…
Planlarimi da aldi bir daha donmedi yanima
Belki zaman sonsuz bir otobustur hep pesinden kosariz
Ama tuhaf duraklarda durur yolumuz asla kesismez
Ya da belki direksiyon bizde saniriz
Oysa bizi yillar boyu daireler cizdirerek tasir sessizce
Zaman nereye ucar burdan gidince?
Gokyuzunde kokteyl mi yudumlar yoksa meslek mi degistirince?
Unuttugum ceplerin karanliginda mi saklanir?
Yoksa kozmik bir tiyatroda kahkahalarla mi kaybolur?
Saatlerimi bulursan yazmalarini soyle bana…
Belki yeniden karsilasiriz…
Eger bu gece zamanim olursa