We didn't say a word all the way

What is there left to say anyway?

The windows in the car are open

And you change a channel in the radio.

Don't speed up, I don't want to get there,

Let this moment linger,

The night is playing with my hair

And the breeze is caressing my cheeks.

A cloud is hiding the moon tonight, and you must be tired.

Suddenly you say:"what is this darkness?"

"I cannot see the road signs".

And I didn't tell you that I know these roads by heart.

A cloud is hiding the moon tonight, and you must be tired.

Then we arrived, and she was already waiting,

We arrived, and planes were landing above our heads,

You ran out to hug her

And I searched the radio for a song to hum along with.

A cloud is hiding the moon tonight, and you must be tired.

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Olakatona-our relationship

This song was written as an associative stream, I was trying to portray an inner conflict, a contradiction so extreme that it actually splits the soul into two. But while expecting to be writing of how awful this inner conflict is, I found myself saying that it is actually such a part of me already that through it I also find beautiful things.

And you know what? That's my general view on life, there is always more than one scenario, more than one side to every story, and this complexity is what keeps my eyes open to all options, especially to the option that there is always a way towards healing, even when it seems that we have reached a dead end..

Our relationship has a blood connection

A bleeding connection

A philosophical bleeding

An esthetic bleeding.

Our relationship contains closeness,

It contains distance,

It contains contradictions,

Contradictions that make me see esthetics in a bleeding!

Our relationship has a birth relation

A relation of miscarriage

A miscarriage of ideas

A spiritual miscarriage.

Our relationship contains death

It contains life

It contains madness

Madness that makes me find spirituality in a miscarriage!

Bahlawan- Acrobat

I wrote this song addressing my little brother, who is some kind of a guardian angel to me…

I am walking on a tight string

My arms are stretched aside

There is no security,

No safety net,

I'm an Acrobat.

I'm hanging between earth and sky, and a crazy wind

Step by step, I'm still keeping my balance

Whatever might happen,

Any little mistake,

I might fly.

I was always like this

Always to the extreme,

On the edge,

And you were always afraid for me

Maybe afraid that everyone will know

That there is no security,

No safety net,

I'm an Acrobat.

And whatever might happen,

Any little mistake,

I might fly.

Peace of mind (lyrics translation):

You think one place is different from another,

And you think that the solution is to go far away,

All places have become un-familiar.

You move your home from city to city,

And your head from lap to lap,

Thinking that places will stop being un-familiar.

And we keep looking for peace of mind,

What peace among tired and bored people?

Eventually you go to a familiar lap

And you try to overlook the fatigue,

Hoping you could manage to get some sleep.

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You think that one age is different from another,

And you think that as you grow older your trouble grows with you,

All years have become exile.

And you say to me:" you're still young,

It's early for you to be so full of thoughts,

You still have a lot of years ahead of you".

And again, we search for peace of mind,

What peace between lonely and distant people?

You go to your familiar lap,

And I try to overlook the fatigue,

Hoping I could manage to forget about you.