Anlamı Ariyorum – Yankı Göçü

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Title: Anlami Ariyorum

Band: Yanki Gocu

Genre: DARK FOLK | GOTHIC ACOUSTIC | RITUAL DRONE FOLK

A slow, shadowed walk through the places where meaning might hide.
It’s a chant for the search, an offering to the spaces between what we see and what we understand.
Every step falls heavy, every word drifts like smoke in still air.

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About this track
'Anlami Ariyorum' is another song I created for my close Turkish friend.
It’s about wandering into the deep quiet, where you start asking questions you don’t expect to answer, questions that feel older than you are.
I wanted her to feel the weight of walking alone through an unending landscape, guided only by signs that vanish as soon as you notice them.

It’s a song for the seekers who follow voices in the wind, for those who wait under trees in the hope that silence might speak.
Meaning may never arrive, but the journey toward it is already a conversation.


Creative tools
This piece is Made with AI, but every pause, every shadow, and every breath was chosen to keep the ritual alive.
AI gave the path. I filled it with the waiting.

Who waits for meaning with you
Share the moments when you’ve searched for something without knowing what it was — and felt that the search itself was the answer.


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#AnlamiAriyorum #YankiGocu #DarkFolk
#GothicAcoustic #RitualDrone #MadeWithAI
#FolkRitual #ShadowFolk #FolkChant
#SlowFolk #MysticFolk #SearchingSong


Lyrics

Safakta yola ciktim… toz ayaklarimda
Sayfasiz bir kitap… yemedigim ekmek yanimda
Yol ayiriminda sordum… yasli bir adama
Fisildadi: “Aradigin… kargalarin bildigi sirdir”

Anlami ariyorum…
Gordun mu gecerken?
Golge paltosuyla…
Kullu bir bardaktan icerken…
Boslukta saklaniyorsa…
Agacin dibinde beklerim…
Sessizlikte konusursa…
Bana konussun…

Kopmus bir kagit buldum… ruzgarla suruklenen
“Yuru nehre” yaziyordu… ama nehir terk etmis topraklari
Bir yabanci dedi ki: “Yagmurla duser”
Ama gokyuzu bos kaldi… toprak kuru bekledi

Anlami ariyorum…
Gordun mu gecerken?
Golge paltosuyla…
Kullu bir bardaktan icerken…
Boslukta saklaniyorsa…
Agacin dibinde beklerim…
Sessizlikte konusursa…
Bana konussun…

Bir gece… sessizlikte… ruzgar arkamda
Omzuma dokundu… beni yoldan aldi
Dedi ki: “Ufka bakarsin… ama topraga bakmazsin
Ben hep buradaydim… nefeste… seste”

Anlami ariyorum…
Gordun mu gecerken?
Golge paltosuyla…
Kullu bir bardaktan icerken…
Boslukta saklaniyorsa…
Agacin dibinde beklerim…
Sessizlikte konusursa…
Bana konussun…

Konus…
Bana…
Konus…
Bana…