"You know what's scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever I want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it."
Someone mentioned how this reminds them of us waiting on the last grain of sand in an hourglass, and it reminded me of one of my residents at the nursing home I work at. She’s so small and old and frail, and so so sweet; but she’s just waiting for that last grain of sand so she can see her husband again after so long. Sometimes it feels like she’s ready to go, and you can tell some mornings as she slips further into her dimension that she really thinks he’s there with her. Sometimes I like to think that he actually is.
I hope she''s doing well, this comment really moved me. I enjoy seeing into strangers worlds through little slices like this. Treat her well, he'd want you too
this made me cry. I hope she’s doing well. This reminds me of the little time we have on this earth and that every day is precious and we need to be grateful we have those days
I used to listen to this song a lot about a year and a half ago when I was deeply depressed. Now, after almost two years later I find myself listening to it again bawling my eyes out remembering those really dark days but thanking God I’m no longer in that dark abyss anymore. Thank you Ibi.
This song reminds me of the time my best friend and I were at the beach together at night. We sat with our feet in the water and stared at the stars. Neither of us wanted to lay in the sand but we didn’t care that our necks hurt from looking up. It was so beautiful and mesmerising. All the memories we shared and the jokes we made I’ll never forget. She helped me through so much. I miss her everyday but things are getting better. I’m becoming the person I knew she wanted me to be.
“...and so love fell like sand through her fingers. She could not catch it all, but she could remember what it felt like for her hands to be warm and full...” This is stunning music, I hope this little poem conveys to you how it made me feel. ❤️
“Hayatımın en mutlu anıymış, bilmiyordum. Bilseydim, bu mutluluğu koruyabilir, her şey de bambaşka gelişebilir miydi? Evet, bunun hayatımın en mutlu anı olduğunu anlayabilseydim, asla kaçırmazdım o mutluluğu." Orhan Pamuğun masumiyet müzesi kitabının giriş cümleydi. O zamanlar bu cümlelerin ağırlığını hissedemiyordum, şimdilerdeyse çok iyi anlayabiliyorum. Bazı şeyler kaybedilmeden değeri anlaşılmıyor. Bazı zamanlar geri gelmediğinde keşkeler ortaya çıkıyor. Bazı insanların açtıkları yaralar asla kapanmıyor.
Это был самый счастливый момент в моей жизни, я не знал. Если бы я знал, могло бы это сохранить счастье и все могло бы развиваться по-другому? Да, если бы я мог понять, что это был самый счастливый момент в моей жизни, я бы никогда не упустил этого счастья." Это была вступительная фраза из книги Орхана Памфилова "Музей невиновности". В то время я не чувствовал тяжести этих предложений, а сейчас прекрасно понимаю. Некоторые вещи не могут быть оценены до тех пор, пока они не будут потеряны. Иногда, когда ты не возвращаешься, появляются шлюхи. Раны, которые открывают некоторые люди, никогда не закрываются.
I'm kneeling on a beach watching my life slide through my hands returning to the ocean blue like grains of golden sand The grains I hold are plentiful each one is like a gift. But I can't hold on forever, they're falling far too swift. In time, we'll all be swallowed up by waters cold and clear, but 'till that day we tightly cling to that which we hold dear. This crumbling beach around me is all I've ever known. The sand lost in the ocean is no different from my own. I think about the sand around me as I cling to my youth It's course and rough and irritating, but here, it's soft. And smooth.
This is good. I am sure that the ending “but here, it’s soft . And smooth,” does not provide me with the thoughts or feelings you might have felt when writing it. However, it is well done and still leaves me longing to have had experiences my youthfulness differently than the adversity that it had brought. Thank you
Life goes by so fast, so suddenly. You hardly realise how fast a chapter ends and a new one starts. You hardly realise that day to day you are even closer to the end. Stay thankful for every moment that is given to you and seize it. Live.
Sanki herkes bir anda kaybolmuş, gitmiş, en geride sen kalmışsın gibi, sanki güneşin batışını son kez izlemişsin ve bir daha asla doğuşunu göremeyecekmis gibi, sanki içinde bulunduğumuz yanlızlığın kronik bir şekilde kalacağı gibi bir üzüntü hissettirdi.
Watching this at 5 am before starting studying for my partial exams, coffee between my hands, 5° C outside. So beautiful and soothing, thanks for this masterpiece that enlights my early mornings 🖤 Kisses from France
this is so nostalgic, i think its because it reminds me of the peaceful minecraft music from when i was a kid and i just played happily all day with my friends
I played minecraft as an older teen. But I always loved the music from it. I especially remember the music from when I'd play alone, in a giant world just exploring and building
1:28 this is my favourite part. The contrast between the treble and bass. It's like the treble is vulnerable and a bit sad, whereas the bass is more relaxed and strong.
Gecenin bir yarısı, gölgelerin bile arkadaşlık etmediği zifiri bir karanlıkta korkudan titreyen bir kız çocuğunun yanında oldunuz, farkında olmadan yaptıklarınız için size minnettarım.
I dont know if its just me or... When I heard this song for the first time, I had strong feeling like I know this melody my whole life. Like background music of my life sort of
@@eiko1 might be but nostalgia is something you encountered before (in childhood for exapmle) but in this case, Its different.. now when I came back after few months It can be nostalgia, but at the beginning is felt different; exactly as I describied in first comment
I call a lot of things beautiful. I do this whenever I really like something, and sometimes all these things may not deserve that label. But to your videos, all of them, I mean that word in it's most pure sense.
Listening to this i can clearly see myself on a beach staring into the sky of a warm summer night and reminiscing about memories I never made from a life I never lived
We all have different languages and everyone has their own perception. However, this piece of art evokes a feeling of melancholy, coldness yet not too cold, as if you are floating in the water which is cold yet bearable and you have no strength to leave it as it is comfortable and also uncomfortable at the same time in a lot of us.
Bunu açıklayacak ne bir nesne gördüm gözümle, ne bir söz duydum kulağımla, ne de buraya yazacak bir kelime var lügatımda. Sessizliğimin sesi olarak adlandırıyorum bunu, çığlıklarım...
sana geldim, kapın kırıktı. duvarların birbirine çok yakındı. sana geldim, dört köşeli bir parantezin içinde kayıptım. kartlarımı açtım, gözünün içine baktım, bir şeyler söyledin, yalandı. ne söylersen söyle sana güveneceğim ortadaydı. gitmekten bahsettin, gitmekten bahsettin,sen… gitmekten bahsettin, aklım almadı. duran bu kadar yalanın içinde bu kadar gerçek gidebilen tek şey sen olabilirdin, aklım durur mu, başımda kalmadı. Ben, senin için kıyafetler bakmıştım, yemekler bakmıştım, denizler bakmıştım, yollar bakmıştım, fallar bakmıştım, senin gözlerinle aynalara bakmıştım. sen benim babaannemin başörtüsüne yapışık sakızdın. sen benim alışveriş yapmadığım halde selam verdiğim bakkal amcaydın, sen çaldığım ilk yüzüktün, kırdığım ilk bardaktın, takımı bozduğum için annemden yediğim ilk dayaktın, sen doksan birinci dakikada yediğim goldün, kendimden gizli gizli içtiğim biraydın, sigaraları yarım attığım sokaktın, korktuğum kırmızı arabaydın, takip ettiğine inandığım sestin, bir cenaze evindeki kalabalık, mezardaki yalnızlıktın. “Sana geldim kalbim kırıktı”
I love that he's giving away sheet music for free like, yes let us use his music to ease our own pain by ourselves and maybe the pain experienced by the people we know
@@zodiartsstarro "It’s and its are among the most commonly confused words. They are pronounced the same, there’s a very small difference in how they’re written, and it’s also easy to mistake the contraction in it’s for a possessive. But the rules are very clear-it’s is the same type of contraction as “where’s” or “there’s,” and its is a possessive just like “my” or “your"." - Grammarly
something cool about this is that neither A nor Ab are ever hit, so even though the "home" sort of chord is C minor, the mood is left more ambiguous and open for interpretation--we aren't force fed the idea of either dorian or aeolian
@@angeloop it uses only notes that are in the b flat scale, but it also uses only notes that are in the E flat scale (c minor). that's why it's sort of left open and unclear especially without that 4 (or 7 if you're looking at b flat) ever being hit.
Interesting analysis. I have to say I agree with your statement albeit I'm just using fancy words to sound as if my intelligence is higher than it really is.
@@vivsmusicplace He is implying that the OP shouldn't go around using the word "poetry" so lightly. The first reply is basically that user belittling the OP's understanding of the word poetry.
It is when I am laying down in bed, closing my eyes, hearing nothing but those ever so gentle and well placed notes and giving into the music, that I feel at ease. A soft smelling and timid dancing candle fills the room with a golden shimmer. Notes tickling different areas of my brain. I can see myself grasping and smelling the earthy moss I lay in, absorbing the summer woods. I notice the nightingales vivid tales. Little creatures wandering in their little world, scratching and burrowing in the ground. I notice that they can never comprehend what I am feeling and think about life itself. I let those thoughts float through my mind, until they are no more. The air is fresh, but still warm and the giant bulb of fire is beginning to set. I listen to one more rustling leaf, feel one more soft breeze, watch the clouds get carried away and slowly return to reality.
@@paulemmert714 late to your comment but right now I’m learning Liszt liebestraume no 3 and Beethovens 1st movement of his pathetique sonata, I’d say it’s going pretty well I can’t leave this piano seat😂
"Canım yanıyor. Haykırmak istiyorum içimde senin için tuttuklarımı fakat sen tutunca elimi hepsi biraz daha kaçıyor içime. Biraz daha köşeye sıkıştırıyorsun onları. Gözlerimi sabitliyorum gözlerine ki görebilesin yanıp tutuştuğumu. Görüyor musun? Hayır. Gülümsüyorsun bana. Sanki hiçbir sorun yok gibi ortada. Boğazımı temizliyorum. Konuşmaya hazırlıyorum kendimi fakat gülümsemen kesti bile nefesimi. Susuyorum yine. Çaresiz bırakıyorsun beni." ~Meryem
Eğer bunu kalbinle dinliyorsan; Bir şeyler yaşamışsın,hem de pişmanlık duymana rağmen tekrar yaşamak istediğin anılar canlanmış gözünde. Unutamamışsın, canını yakan bir şey var. İtiraz etsen de biliyorum, biliyoruz çünkü yalnız değilsin...🥀
Yok bee,piyanodaki ince ruh halini hep sevmişimdir sanırım piano dinlerkenki üzüntüm: sadece yanlızken özel olup, biriyle paylaşmak isteyip ama birlikte dinleyemeyen halim.
I can imagine the scene that I was standing alone at the empty seashore far from my hometown, I gave my look to million stars beyond the foreign sky (different from my hometown) and then looked back to the long seashore fullfiled by sands. Loneliness, sadness, nostalgia, smallness... cosmos is infinite but my life is not, oneday I will be covered by sands and my existence will disapear. The stars continue mesmerizing human being like the way "Some sand" did. Simple Melody but the feeling is not
Yesterday I found out that my parents are going to be separated. After I told my friend she sent me this video and it helped me release the emotions that I have been holding in and now I’m really glad that I have this to help with my emotions. Just remember no ones life is perfect.
Desem ki / Cahit Sıtkı Tarancı Desem ki vakitlerden bir nisan akşamıdır, Rüzgarların en ferahlatıcısı senden esiyor, Sende seyrediyorum denizlerin en mavisini. Ormanların en kuytusunu sende gezmekteyim, Senden kopardım çiçeklerin en solmazını. Toprakların en bereketlisini sende sürdüm, Sende tattım yemişlerin cümlesini. Desem ki sen benim için, Hava kadar lazım, Ekmek kadar mübarek, Su gibi aziz bir şeysin; Nimettensin, nimettensin! İnan bana sevgilim inan, Evimde şenliksin, bahçemde bahar; Ve soframda en eski şarap. Bırak ben söyleyeyim güzelliğini, Rüzgarlarla, nehirlerle, kuşlarla beraber. Günlerden sonra bir gün, Şayet sesimi farkedemezsen Rüzgarların, nehirlerin, kuşların sesinden, Bil ki ölmüşüm. Fakat yine üzülme, müsterih ol; Kabirde böceklere ezberletirim güzelliğini. Ve neden sonra Tekrar duyduğun gün sesimi gök kubbede, Hatırla ki mahşer günüdür, Ortalığa düşmüşüm , seni arıyorum
@@beyza919 tabiki de öneririm 😊 Nazım Hikmet - Ben senden önce ölmek isterim Can yücel - Bağlanmayacaksın Can yücel - Her şey seninle güzel Nazım Hikmet - Ne güzel şey hatırlamak seni Necip Fazıl Kısakürek - Sakarya türküsü ( bu şiirin bestelenmiş şeklide var çok güzel dinlemeni tavsiye ederimm)
Biliyorum sana giden yollar kapalı Üstelik sen de hiçbir zaman sevmedin beni Ne kadar yakından ve arada uçurum İnsanlar, evler, aramızda duvarlar gibi Uyandım uyandım hep seni düşündüm Yalnız seni yalnız senin gözlerini Sen _bayan_ nihayet sen ölümüm kalımım Ben artık adam olmam bu derde düşeli Şimdilerde bir köpek gibi koşuyorum ordan oraya Yoksa gururlu bir kişiyim aslında inan ki ~Cemal Süreyya
Ne zaman severken qururlu olduk ki? O yüzden canımız yanmadı mı? Paranparça olduk amma yine sevdik Defalarca öldük , amma onun için yaşadık. Yaşamaya mecburduk. Onun için.
Kaç kez sana uzaktan baktım 5.45 vapurunda; Hangi şarkıyı duysam, bizimçin söylenmiş sanki Tek yanlı aşk kişiyi nasıl aptallaştırıyor Nasıl unutmuşum senin bir başkasını sevdiğini
Çocukça ve seni üzen girişimlerim oldu Bağışla, bir daha tekrarlamaz hiçbiri Rastlaşmamak için elimden geleni yaparım Bu böyle pek de kolay değil gerçi
Alışırım seni yalnız düşlerde okşamaya; Bunun verdiği mutluluk da az değil ki Çıkar giderim bu kentten daha olmazsa, Sensizliğin bir adı olur, bir anlamı olur belki
İnan belli etmem, seni hiç rahatsız etmem Son isteğimi de söyleyebilirim şimdi Bir gece yarısı yazıyorum bu mektubu Yalvarırım onu okuma çarşamba günleri
Senden sonra 23 şehir gezdim. 3 kilo aldım. Saçlarımı 6 kez boyadım. Dünya bilmem kaç 365 günde bilmem kaç dönümünü tamamladı. Darbe oldu. İhtilal oldu. Barış gelmedi. Savaş bitmedi. Seni özledim. İltica edecek tek yer bulamadım. Gittiğim her yerde senden bir nefes bıraktım. Belki yürürsün aynı sokakta. Ayak izime denk düşer ayak izin. Belki saçına değer nefes. Belki sen de bir gün özlersin diye, seni uzakta bıraktım. Seni uğurladım. Sana kavuştum. Seni terk ettim. Bilmem kaç kilometre yol gittim. Evren kaydı. Sen göğüs kafesimden milim kaymadın.
No matter what happens, even if we lose our memory our soul will remember everything. When I was alone I found this channel and you helped me get through the dark times. Now they started again. My life is on the edge every moment and my loved ones are in a lot of trouble too. Now I'm here again. I forgot about this place and it feels like I returned home from a long journey. Even if it won't get better, even if my life might end while i'm writing this, I will never forget again. Thank you.
"Yüz yılardır oynanmasına rağmen hiç bir seyirci sahneye fırlayıp Romeo'nun zehirli içkini içmesine engel olmamıştır.Sonunda geminin batacağı bilindiği halde Titanic defalarca izlenmiştir.Bitecektir korkusuyla aşktan kaçarsan hayatdan hiç bir tat alamasın.Çünkü Remeo ölmeli,Titanic batmalı ama aşk her şeye rağmen yaşanmalı" Adam Fawer
An gelir Paldır küldür yıkılır bulutlar Gökyüzünde anlaşılmaz bir heybet O eski heyecan ölür An gelir biter muhabbet Çalgılar susar heves kalmaz Şatârâbân ölür Şarabın gazabından kork Çünkü fena kırmızıdır Kan tutar tutan ölür Sokaklar kuşatılmış Karakollar taranır Yağmurda bir militan ölür An gelir Ömrünün hırsızıdır Her ölen pişman ölür Hep yanlış anlaşılmıştır Hayalleri yasaklanmış An gelir şimşek yalar Masmavi dehşetiyle siyaset meydanını Direkler çatırdar yalnızlıktan Sehpada Pir Sultan ölür An gelir paldır küldür Her ölen pişman ölür An gelir susar heves Kan tutar tutan ölür Anlaşılmaz bir heybet An gelir biter muhabbet Ne selam ne bir sabah Kim duysa korkudan ölür Sokaklar kuşatılmış Karakaollar taranır An gelir susar heves Ömrünün yarısını Hayaller yasaklanmış Son umut kırılmıştır An gelir o heyecan Yağmurda bir militan Sehpada Pir Sultan Lâ ilâhe illallah Kanunî Süleyman ölür An gelir o heyecan Yağmurda bir militan Sehpada Pir Sultan Lâ ilâhe illallah Kanunî Süleyman ölür Son umut kırılmıştır Kaf Dağı'nın ardındaki Ne selam artık ne sabah Kimseler bilmez nerdeler Namlı masal sevdalıları Evvel zaman içinde Kalbur saman ölür Kubbelerde uğuldar bâkî Çeşmelerden akar sinan An gelir Lâ ilâhe illallah Kanunî Süleyman ölür Görünmez bir mezarlıktır zaman Şairler dolaşır saf saf Tenhalarında şiir söyleyerek Kim duysa korkudan ölür Tahrip gücü yüksek Saatli bir bombadır patlar An gelir Attila İlhan ölür
When I hear this, I think about what could’ve been. Lying on my bed at the end of the night, think of all the “what if”s and what could’ve happened, and how just a tiny little thing could’ve changed and turned everything around. I think about all the events in the past, the regrets, the sorrows, and all the tough days, or maybe even happy days that led to this very day.
When it start's sounds like the music say: "Hello, how are you?" Like talking to yourself in the mirror while getting ready for the day. You answer it, the music talk back. And it's the most amazing conversation with yourself in the mirror ever. And when the music stops, you look great, you feel great. And you're ready to go. 😎
i knew her for a long time before she was gone. we never really spoke, apart from a few words in passing because she liked my shoes, or i couldn’t remember if we had homework or not. she wore the same converse with drawings of stars all over them most days. i never saw her without a green apple lollipop in her mouth or tucked behind her ear waiting to be opened. i always saw her riding her bike down my street, i never knew where she was going but the wind blowing through her long hair with color that changed every two weeks made it seem like wherever she was headed was important. whenever we weren’t in school she always had a pack of camels rolled into her sleeve. her eyes were the brightest green youve ever seen. they were also sad, so, so sad. as if she’s been through so much that there’s no point in trying anymore. then she was gone, without a trace. no one knows exactly where she went. it makes you wonder doesn’t it.
I'm gonna be completely honest, this sounds like it belongs in a lore reveal in Hollow Knight. Seriously though, this is beautifully arranged and delicately played. It's soulful, which I find to be more impressive than being able to perform arpeggios at incredible speeds. As opposed to speed and power, being able to convey soft emotion is what I strive towards. To anyone reading this, I would highly recommend checking out ibi's other videos. There's more sand where this video came from.
thank you TH-cam for recommending this to me, it's raining outside and I'm going through some hardships in life but hearing this melody didn't made me sad, it was like a loving mother singing to her crying child. thank you sir/madam for this masterpiece !
I watched this video so many times but I don't think I've ever commented about how at peace these sounds make me feel. Hearing the workings of the piano add to it in a way that I've never experienced or enjoyed as much as this video before. It's truly beautiful, I have to be careful not to listen to it so much that I become desensitized and don't appreciate it anymore.
I love how ambiguous this piece is. It is easy to enjoy and to immerse oneself in. It's so very beautiful in its simplicity. It's contemplative and very gently sad. It's like that gentle place between sleep and being awake.
I’m sitting on soft, plush grass. Looking out over the beach that spills out into the ocean from atop a tall cliff. The sun is setting, casting the sky in bright orange and reds. The wind whips past me, swirling around me, caressing my body then returning to the sky. The few remaining clouds float north on that same breeze. I stand up. My toes bare, the earth kisses my feet. I close the remaining gap between me and the edge. My toes now curl around it to touch the soft dirt underneath the grass. I close my eyes, taking in the sound of the waves on the shore below, the wind through branches of the nearby forest, and my intake of breath. My right leg goes out, as if to step up on to an invisible stair. And I plunge, tens of feet a second. Head first, tipped down toward the rocky ocean below. Wind now causing my hair to sting my face, it whistles a single, sorrowful note in my ear. I take in a sharp breath as I open my wings, soaring back into the darkening sky in a long, gentle, upward ark. “Ah, I’m home again.”
@@hobihobi1858 It would've been better if he just straight up died. Or leave in the part at the end, and take out the quote. Made it kind of cheesy tbh. Pretty good otherwise.
Anything Goes MUSIC bruh that’s their own feel don’t try to change it because you can’t it’s not yours if you would write differently than do so but don’t critique someone else it’s a waste of time and energy make yo own shit ya feel me
@@margaretsatterfield9519 I'm not trying to change it, I'm just saying it could be better if you do "this". Writers and all artists need critique to get better. It's not even your work, don't get mad. I didn't say it was bad either, just that it could be better. I gave the OP actual advice that could help his writing in the future.
this song is like being in the eye of a storm. a sand storm. the eye of the storm is your spectator place watching, watching how everything and everyone is destroyed. a very deep sadness busting from a hurt soul. it made me cry. thank you for composing this piece of magnificent art.
We're all but a grain of sand in this vast universe, though we have what feels like the strongest bonds, the strongest love, and still, that love is incredibly tiny. Though our whole life is based around it, it is still tiny. We are all but a grain of sand. Sand in a desert with billions of grains. We are nothing, but yet love is so big. We've only discovered a grain of sand of what love really is. This may sound like total garbage, but this is what this piece made me say. Thank you, if you read this. I hope you have a great life!
"You know what's scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever I want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it."
Beautiful comment
Beautiful comment indeed
Beautiful comment indeed indeed indeed
The nausea of freedom can make us still and inert
Nah cause I tried this and apparently I need something called "consent"
this song is like, you're not sure if things are getting worse or better, but you know it's getting heavier.
it's getting heavier💔
deep
That's exactly what I feel like atm
I hope y'all feel better one day. Maybe not today but one day everything will be fine guys. Much love.❤
It always gets better...
*“I don’t like sand, it’s course, rough and it gets everywhere”*
- Anakin Skywalker
Life is a bit like sand-- course, rough, and irritating, and it gets everywhere.
Oh I agree
This is outrageous, It's unfair.
*I DONT LIKE SAND*
not just the sand, but the wosand and the childsand too
Life gets everywhere....that’s brilliant
I'm not crying, there's just some sand in my eye :')
-Wild Watermelon- this doesn’t have the recognition it deserves
So underrated comment
Is your eye ok? Haha
wash it out stupid
And if you think you see some tear tracks down my face... please, don't tell my mates.
I just love reading the comments. Makes me feel like I'm not alone and I can relate with others
same here
You are not alone. Love from Canada.
Love from Peru
Same, love from Thailand.
Mariana Garcia I agree, Love from Turkey
Someone mentioned how this reminds them of us waiting on the last grain of sand in an hourglass, and it reminded me of one of my residents at the nursing home I work at. She’s so small and old and frail, and so so sweet; but she’s just waiting for that last grain of sand so she can see her husband again after so long. Sometimes it feels like she’s ready to go, and you can tell some mornings as she slips further into her dimension that she really thinks he’s there with her. Sometimes I like to think that he actually is.
I hope she''s doing well, this comment really moved me. I enjoy seeing into strangers worlds through little slices like this. Treat her well, he'd want you too
How is she doing? Does she still live? :)
this made me cry. I hope she’s doing well. This reminds me of the little time we have on this earth and that every day is precious and we need to be grateful we have those days
Haha gay
dementia
I used to listen to this song a lot about a year and a half ago when I was deeply depressed. Now, after almost two years later I find myself listening to it again bawling my eyes out remembering those really dark days but thanking God I’m no longer in that dark abyss anymore. Thank you Ibi.
I remember myself to you. Congrats and happy for you!
Same here. It was my only way to calm and sleep.
How r u now
@@jo637 doing really good thanks and you?
@@blaseroman i'm good...thanx for asking❤️
This song reminds me of the time my best friend and I were at the beach together at night.
We sat with our feet in the water and stared at the stars. Neither of us wanted to lay in the sand but we didn’t care that our necks hurt from looking up.
It was so beautiful and mesmerising. All the memories we shared and the jokes we made I’ll never forget. She helped me through so much. I miss her everyday but things are getting better.
I’m becoming the person I knew she wanted me to be.
Your comment made me think that live is so beautiful. Thank you :)
It's not a song
It's a piece
this is beautiful, it made me think of a similar time i had with my friend on the beach. thanks for sharing. ❤️
@@reinerzufall1292 truely beautiful words...
Reiner Zufall ok but why did u pick up on that rather than the beautiful story man
When i close my eyes, why do i see myself in my little house with my dog crafting a diamond armor?
is the 'house' built mostly by dirt? and every night there are creepy voices outside?
@@wijaya4565 GREEN TOP HAH
@@wijaya4565 and then the sun rises and you just go outside and sit there looking at how pretty it is.
because of too much weed
Yes
Her yerde birini arıyorum. Evde, okulda, dışarıda... Kimi aradığımı bilmiyorum ama gözüm hep olmayan birini arıyor.
💕
:(
Sevgilim olur musun
@@heman6275 bu bir çıkma teklifi mi? wşeşfçfçeğeçdç
@@silakeeling Evet
"duygular her zaman vardır, ama gizlenmek zorundadırlar..."
Agaa
tr kızlarının saçma düşüncesi bu. dünyaya yukarıdan bakmayı bırakırsanız duygular paylaşıldıkça güzelleşir.
@@royalfamilydyly sen malsin
@@sinef55 sensin mal
sevinc hmm sevinc demek
I need to listen to this while sitting under the stars late at night
Thats what i'm thinking about everytime!
These are the people I need to find in this world
“...and so love fell like sand through her fingers. She could not catch it all, but she could remember what it felt like for her hands to be warm and full...”
This is stunning music, I hope this little poem conveys to you how it made me feel. ❤️
So pretty,so pretty....
“Hayatımın en mutlu anıymış, bilmiyordum. Bilseydim, bu mutluluğu koruyabilir, her şey de bambaşka gelişebilir miydi? Evet, bunun hayatımın en mutlu anı olduğunu anlayabilseydim, asla kaçırmazdım o mutluluğu." Orhan Pamuğun masumiyet müzesi kitabının giriş cümleydi. O zamanlar bu cümlelerin ağırlığını hissedemiyordum, şimdilerdeyse çok iyi anlayabiliyorum. Bazı şeyler kaybedilmeden değeri anlaşılmıyor. Bazı zamanlar geri gelmediğinde keşkeler ortaya çıkıyor. Bazı insanların açtıkları yaralar asla kapanmıyor.
ne kadar da doğru..."hayatımın en mutlu anı olduğunu anlayabilseydim, asla kaçırmazdım o mutluluğu."
Это был самый счастливый момент в моей жизни, я не знал. Если бы я знал, могло бы это сохранить счастье и все могло бы развиваться по-другому? Да, если бы я мог понять, что это был самый счастливый момент в моей жизни, я бы никогда не упустил этого счастья." Это была вступительная фраза из книги Орхана Памфилова "Музей невиновности". В то время я не чувствовал тяжести этих предложений, а сейчас прекрасно понимаю. Некоторые вещи не могут быть оценены до тех пор, пока они не будут потеряны. Иногда, когда ты не возвращаешься, появляются шлюхи. Раны, которые открывают некоторые люди, никогда не закрываются.
Aglattın len derya 😔
Çok okumak istiyordum ama bu yazıdan sonra, okumayamazsam ölecekmişim😅. Kitabı alıp videoyu açıp okumak dileğiyle... Güzel yorumunuz için teşekkürler♡
Orhan Pamuk...
I'm kneeling on a beach
watching my life slide through my hands
returning to the ocean blue
like grains of golden sand
The grains I hold are plentiful
each one is like a gift.
But I can't hold on forever,
they're falling far too swift.
In time, we'll all be swallowed up
by waters cold and clear,
but 'till that day we tightly cling
to that which we hold dear.
This crumbling beach around me
is all I've ever known.
The sand lost in the ocean
is no different from my own.
I think about the sand around me
as I cling to my youth
It's course and rough and irritating,
but here, it's soft. And smooth.
beautiful poem :)
Very beautiful. I hope more people see this poem.
wow! did you write that?
This is good. I am sure that the ending “but here, it’s soft . And smooth,” does not provide me with the thoughts or feelings you might have felt when writing it. However, it is well done and still leaves me longing to have had experiences my youthfulness differently than the adversity that it had brought. Thank you
Beautiful ❤️..... Touched my heart
this makes me feel emotions that cannot be described
Like the top comment said. It's not positive or negative it's just heavy, it's just pure emotion
How do you describe the indescribable...
Life goes by so fast, so suddenly. You hardly realise how fast a chapter ends and a new one starts. You hardly realise that day to day you are even closer to the end. Stay thankful for every moment that is given to you and seize it. Live.
thank you!
Sanki herkes bir anda kaybolmuş, gitmiş, en geride sen kalmışsın gibi, sanki güneşin batışını son kez izlemişsin ve bir daha asla doğuşunu göremeyecekmis gibi, sanki içinde bulunduğumuz yanlızlığın kronik bir şekilde kalacağı gibi bir üzüntü hissettirdi.
Agaa
Ohm diye başka bir parça var dinlemeni tavsiye ederim
Watching this at 5 am before starting studying for my partial exams, coffee between my hands, 5° C outside. So beautiful and soothing, thanks for this masterpiece that enlights my early mornings 🖤
Kisses from France
reported@@alastair4576
tu entreprend quoi?
this is so nostalgic, i think its because it reminds me of the peaceful minecraft music from when i was a kid and i just played happily all day with my friends
Same. Good times.
Wholesome
My thoughts exactly
I played minecraft as an older teen. But I always loved the music from it. I especially remember the music from when I'd play alone, in a giant world just exploring and building
holy moly same here
1:28 this is my favourite part. The contrast between the treble and bass. It's like the treble is vulnerable and a bit sad, whereas the bass is more relaxed and strong.
yeah for me its like everything gone heavier, like from rain to snow i think
Cam kırıkları gibidir kelimeler, ağzına dolar insanın; sussan acıtır, konuşsan kanatır...
"Acı geçiyor.
Acı elbette geçiyor.
Acı çekmiş olmak geçmiyor."
asıl mesele de bu zaten🍁
This, rainy day/night + couch with a blanket next to a window.
jozo šaravanja + hands wrapped around a warm cup
With a sunset sounds nice too...
@@MrYellow225 😋😊
@@relatablehabitat7771 I would prefer stars but sunset sounds nice too 😊
jozo šaravanja well, I would like to see my ^warm cup, so I don’t accidentally drink a bug without knowing 😝😂. It’s happened before....
Gecenin bir yarısı, gölgelerin bile arkadaşlık etmediği zifiri bir karanlıkta korkudan titreyen bir kız çocuğunun yanında oldunuz, farkında olmadan yaptıklarınız için size minnettarım.
❤️
: )
I dont know if its just me or... When I heard this song for the first time, I had strong feeling like I know this melody my whole life. Like background music of my life sort of
I think you are describing nostalgia
Sehnsucht? The feeling of yearning and longing for something familiar…yet it does not exist…
@@eiko1 might be but nostalgia is something you encountered before (in childhood for exapmle) but in this case, Its different.. now when I came back after few months It can be nostalgia, but at the beginning is felt different; exactly as I describied in first comment
Eski anılar, yeni anılardan daha canlıymış gibi geliyor insana..
this is amazing. i’m in love with it
don't mined me I'm just here to inform you your comment is doing well.
How are u whole quarantine?
I call a lot of things beautiful. I do this whenever I really like something, and sometimes all these things may not deserve that label. But to your videos, all of them, I mean that word in it's most pure sense.
Thank you very much
Nice words
Listening to this i can clearly see myself on a beach staring into the sky of a warm summer night and reminiscing about memories I never made from a life I never lived
We all have different languages and everyone has their own perception. However, this piece of art evokes a feeling of melancholy, coldness yet not too cold, as if you are floating in the water which is cold yet bearable and you have no strength to leave it as it is comfortable and also uncomfortable at the same time in a lot of us.
That's spot on actually
Your insight is much accurate to mine.. you captured it perfectly, as a certain someone said.
Bunu açıklayacak ne bir nesne gördüm gözümle, ne bir söz duydum kulağımla, ne de buraya yazacak bir kelime var lügatımda. Sessizliğimin sesi olarak adlandırıyorum bunu, çığlıklarım...
Taught myself how to play this song and it’s so beautiful
How do you count the resting notes?
@@corrina7536 it's in 4, so you go 1&2&3&4&. You play on "1&2&" and rest on "3&4&". That makes up the bulk of this song
@@Ferrichrome does precise tempo matter much or you can just flow with the melody, with the feeling?
@@northernhemisphere4906 probably up to personal preference, I think a bit of flow is nice :)
@@Ferrichrome nice;)
sana geldim, kapın kırıktı. duvarların birbirine çok yakındı. sana geldim, dört köşeli bir parantezin içinde kayıptım. kartlarımı açtım, gözünün içine baktım, bir şeyler söyledin, yalandı. ne söylersen söyle sana güveneceğim ortadaydı. gitmekten bahsettin, gitmekten bahsettin,sen… gitmekten bahsettin, aklım almadı. duran bu kadar yalanın içinde bu kadar gerçek gidebilen tek şey sen olabilirdin, aklım durur mu, başımda kalmadı. Ben, senin için kıyafetler bakmıştım, yemekler bakmıştım, denizler bakmıştım, yollar bakmıştım, fallar bakmıştım, senin gözlerinle aynalara bakmıştım. sen benim babaannemin başörtüsüne yapışık sakızdın. sen benim alışveriş yapmadığım halde selam verdiğim bakkal amcaydın, sen çaldığım ilk yüzüktün, kırdığım ilk bardaktın, takımı bozduğum için annemden yediğim ilk dayaktın, sen doksan birinci dakikada yediğim goldün, kendimden gizli gizli içtiğim biraydın, sigaraları yarım attığım sokaktın, korktuğum kırmızı arabaydın, takip ettiğine inandığım sestin, bir cenaze evindeki kalabalık, mezardaki yalnızlıktın. “Sana geldim kalbim kırıktı”
Yalanların içinde bu kadar gerçekçe gidebilen tek şey sen olabilirdin..
Efsane
Çok güzel yazmışsın eline ağzına sağlık :)
çok içten ve güzel bir yazı
@@sud3ss evet
I love that he's giving away sheet music for free like, yes let us use his music to ease our own pain by ourselves and maybe the pain experienced by the people we know
This one isn't tho
@@Skanerio All the sheets and midi files used to be free, sadly but also understandably, not any more
@@roundeh8777 oh
It’s on musescore for free!!
Life is just
some sand
in an hourglass
trickling down
as we live
waiting for
its last grain
Do we sit and count each grain as it falls or do we spend the time another way?
*its
@@Malef1x "It's" implies ownership of the last grain. The last grain is "owned" by the hourglass.
@@zodiartsstarro "its" is possessive, "it's" is a contraction of "it is". "It's an hourglass, and it's waiting for its last grain"
@@zodiartsstarro "It’s and its are among the most commonly confused words. They are pronounced the same, there’s a very small difference in how they’re written, and it’s also easy to mistake the contraction in it’s for a possessive. But the rules are very clear-it’s is the same type of contraction as “where’s” or “there’s,” and its is a possessive just like “my” or “your"." - Grammarly
something cool about this is that neither A nor Ab are ever hit, so even though the "home" sort of chord is C minor, the mood is left more ambiguous and open for interpretation--we aren't force fed the idea of either dorian or aeolian
Hey nice detail couldn't have said it better
I thought the home was B flat
@@angeloop it uses only notes that are in the b flat scale, but it also uses only notes that are in the E flat scale (c minor). that's why it's sort of left open and unclear especially without that 4 (or 7 if you're looking at b flat) ever being hit.
wonderfully said
Interesting analysis. I have to say I agree with your statement albeit I'm just using fancy words to sound as if my intelligence is higher than it really is.
This music really hits different now that we are all in Quarantine
Yanlış çağda yaşamanın stresi içindeyiz..
Günün birinde belki buralarda denk gelir, dağıttığımız şeyi belki birlikte toparlarız he?..
@@merves6172 Bu kadar yakınken bu kadar uzak olduğumuz sürece kopacak gibi durmuyor..
Umarım
Çağa yön vermek bizim elimizde çabalama devam
Bu katrilyonlarca yıllık gezegenin sezon finaline denk gelmişiz gibi hissesiyorum.
@@SrAyzerg umarım öyle değildir yaşamak için can atıyorum
please, don't stop posting. Your music is poetry!
Let's not get carried away by big words that mean more than we know.
1492totocolomb I’m sorry those are big words to you, LOL.
@@nuclearmusic77 Maybe you don't know what they mean because you're a phoney? "LOL" ?
1492totocolomb Not sure what you’re talking about. I’m still confused why you thought OP’s comment contained big words though...
@@vivsmusicplace He is implying that the OP shouldn't go around using the word "poetry" so lightly. The first reply is basically that user belittling the OP's understanding of the word poetry.
You make youtube a better place. Such a talent, please don't ever disappear..
@@ozerplace411 Just take the damn compliment.
Sadly, nothing lasts forever, not even memories, vivid or vague.
Burda türk varmıdır acaba bi tane gördüm daha çok olmayiliz dostlarim
djhddjsbm gel bi daha dinle
@@iremka2844 sadd my
@@Berceste_Akustik hadi sen de gel yine.d
@@slowedreverdstube sende gel bir daha dinle :)
@Sena Aylin geldimm biraz gec oldu ama geldim🖤
It is when I am laying down in bed, closing my eyes, hearing nothing but those ever so gentle and well placed notes and giving into the music, that I feel at ease. A soft smelling and timid dancing candle fills the room with a golden shimmer. Notes tickling different areas of my brain. I can see myself grasping and smelling the earthy moss I lay in, absorbing the summer woods. I notice the nightingales vivid tales. Little creatures wandering in their little world, scratching and burrowing in the ground. I notice that they can never comprehend what I am feeling and think about life itself. I let those thoughts float through my mind, until they are no more. The air is fresh, but still warm and the giant bulb of fire is beginning to set. I listen to one more rustling leaf, feel one more soft breeze, watch the clouds get carried away and slowly return to reality.
This man is an absolute legend, performing these terrific pieces and just letting it be reused, what a guy.
All the dislikes are from Anakin.
THIS NEEDS MORE LIKES
waterglass21
What do you mean ?
(I'm not Justin Bieber)
Hahaha wow now I get it
It's course and gets everywhere...
Yeah cuz I don't like sand. It's course and rough and irritating - and it gets everywhere!
I started playing piano 7 months ago and I feel like I’ve had insane progression and this was the first full song I learned I love this song so much
How is it going now?
Great job :))
I've started playing a couple months ago too and I can say the same thing. Keep going, buddy! You got this
inspiring
@@paulemmert714 late to your comment but right now I’m learning Liszt liebestraume no 3 and Beethovens 1st movement of his pathetique sonata, I’d say it’s going pretty well I can’t leave this piano seat😂
@@nicklogic9842 That's honestly so awesome! I fell in love with piano about a year ago myself, keep loving it
"Canım yanıyor.
Haykırmak istiyorum içimde senin için tuttuklarımı fakat sen tutunca elimi hepsi biraz daha kaçıyor içime. Biraz daha köşeye sıkıştırıyorsun onları. Gözlerimi sabitliyorum gözlerine ki görebilesin yanıp tutuştuğumu. Görüyor musun?
Hayır. Gülümsüyorsun bana. Sanki hiçbir sorun yok gibi ortada. Boğazımı temizliyorum. Konuşmaya hazırlıyorum kendimi fakat gülümsemen kesti bile nefesimi.
Susuyorum yine.
Çaresiz bırakıyorsun beni."
~Meryem
cok güzel
@@mryemhoria teşekkür ederimmmmm
Eğer bunu kalbinle dinliyorsan;
Bir şeyler yaşamışsın,hem de pişmanlık duymana rağmen tekrar yaşamak istediğin anılar canlanmış gözünde. Unutamamışsın, canını yakan bir şey var. İtiraz etsen de biliyorum, biliyoruz çünkü yalnız değilsin...🥀
Yok bee,piyanodaki ince ruh halini hep sevmişimdir
sanırım piano dinlerkenki üzüntüm: sadece yanlızken özel olup, biriyle paylaşmak isteyip ama birlikte dinleyemeyen halim.
I can imagine the scene that I was standing alone at the empty seashore far from my hometown, I gave my look to million stars beyond the foreign sky (different from my hometown) and then looked back to the long seashore fullfiled by sands. Loneliness, sadness, nostalgia, smallness... cosmos is infinite but my life is not, oneday I will be covered by sands and my existence will disapear. The stars continue mesmerizing human being like the way "Some sand" did.
Simple Melody but the feeling is not
Really true.....
i'm happy that i've read this.
I need help you
Can you help me?
It’s been 3 years since i listened to this beautiful masterpiece. How fast time flies man
Yesterday I found out that my parents are going to be separated. After I told my friend she sent me this video and it helped me release the emotions that I have been holding in and now I’m really glad that I have this to help with my emotions. Just remember no ones life is perfect.
Desem ki / Cahit Sıtkı Tarancı
Desem ki vakitlerden bir nisan akşamıdır,
Rüzgarların en ferahlatıcısı senden esiyor,
Sende seyrediyorum denizlerin en mavisini.
Ormanların en kuytusunu sende gezmekteyim,
Senden kopardım çiçeklerin en solmazını.
Toprakların en bereketlisini sende sürdüm,
Sende tattım yemişlerin cümlesini.
Desem ki sen benim için,
Hava kadar lazım,
Ekmek kadar mübarek,
Su gibi aziz bir şeysin;
Nimettensin, nimettensin!
İnan bana sevgilim inan,
Evimde şenliksin, bahçemde bahar;
Ve soframda en eski şarap.
Bırak ben söyleyeyim güzelliğini,
Rüzgarlarla, nehirlerle, kuşlarla beraber.
Günlerden sonra bir gün,
Şayet sesimi farkedemezsen
Rüzgarların, nehirlerin, kuşların sesinden,
Bil ki ölmüşüm.
Fakat yine üzülme, müsterih ol;
Kabirde böceklere ezberletirim güzelliğini.
Ve neden sonra
Tekrar duyduğun gün sesimi gök kubbede,
Hatırla ki mahşer günüdür,
Ortalığa düşmüşüm , seni arıyorum
Bu güzel şiir bana hatırlattığınız için teşekkürler
@meranda rica ederim kardeşim😊
Çok güzeldi :') bu harika şiire benzer şiirler önerir misiniz?
bravo! bu musiqi altinda şeri oxumaq xoş oldu.
@@beyza919 tabiki de öneririm 😊
Nazım Hikmet - Ben senden önce ölmek isterim
Can yücel - Bağlanmayacaksın
Can yücel - Her şey seninle güzel
Nazım Hikmet - Ne güzel şey hatırlamak seni
Necip Fazıl Kısakürek - Sakarya türküsü ( bu şiirin bestelenmiş şeklide var çok güzel dinlemeni tavsiye ederimm)
long live minimalism
Shaburu omg
Shaburu no nothing ayy its just that ur comment is so out of place lol
@@Shaburu69 ...didn't know 69 was a form of minimalism art...
@@Shaburu69 nein, danke 🙄
long live abundance
Я закрыл глаза и лёг на диван. Под эту мелодию раздумья становятся еще интереснее. Эта мелодия трогает душу…
For any tear you've shed in sadness, you deserve ten times the tears of joy.
i bet the dislikes were from people who actually clicked the video to see some sand
Homosapien loool
It was anakin skywalker
@@lightzpy8049 Yup lol
@@juliasadlowska6080 Doctor Who?
@pablo I think there is a quote somewhere wi th "some sand" or something
This song makes me feel like swimming deeply in my memories. Everything black and white, as the pain and the conquest
처음으로 이 영상을 봤는데 도입부부터 쫘악 소름이 끼쳤습니다... 인생무상이라는 말이 이 곡에 딱 적절한거 같은 느낌... 괜히 슬프다..
Biliyorum sana giden yollar kapalı
Üstelik sen de hiçbir zaman sevmedin beni
Ne kadar yakından ve arada uçurum
İnsanlar, evler, aramızda duvarlar gibi
Uyandım uyandım hep seni düşündüm
Yalnız seni yalnız senin gözlerini
Sen _bayan_ nihayet sen ölümüm kalımım
Ben artık adam olmam bu derde düşeli
Şimdilerde bir köpek gibi koşuyorum ordan oraya
Yoksa gururlu bir kişiyim aslında
inan ki
~Cemal Süreyya
Ne zaman severken qururlu olduk ki?
O yüzden canımız yanmadı mı?
Paranparça olduk amma yine sevdik
Defalarca öldük , amma onun için yaşadık.
Yaşamaya mecburduk. Onun için.
Kaç kez sana uzaktan baktım 5.45 vapurunda;
Hangi şarkıyı duysam, bizimçin söylenmiş sanki
Tek yanlı aşk kişiyi nasıl aptallaştırıyor
Nasıl unutmuşum senin bir başkasını sevdiğini
Çocukça ve seni üzen girişimlerim oldu
Bağışla, bir daha tekrarlamaz hiçbiri
Rastlaşmamak için elimden geleni yaparım
Bu böyle pek de kolay değil gerçi
Alışırım seni yalnız düşlerde okşamaya;
Bunun verdiği mutluluk da az değil ki
Çıkar giderim bu kentten daha olmazsa,
Sensizliğin bir adı olur, bir anlamı olur belki
İnan belli etmem, seni hiç rahatsız etmem
Son isteğimi de söyleyebilirim şimdi
Bir gece yarısı yazıyorum bu mektubu
Yalvarırım onu okuma çarşamba günleri
I’ve been listening for the last hour. I did not expect tears but here we are.
Senden sonra 23 şehir gezdim.
3 kilo aldım.
Saçlarımı 6 kez boyadım.
Dünya bilmem kaç 365 günde bilmem kaç dönümünü tamamladı.
Darbe oldu.
İhtilal oldu.
Barış gelmedi.
Savaş bitmedi.
Seni özledim.
İltica edecek tek yer bulamadım.
Gittiğim her yerde senden bir nefes bıraktım.
Belki yürürsün aynı sokakta.
Ayak izime denk düşer ayak izin.
Belki saçına değer nefes.
Belki sen de bir gün özlersin diye, seni uzakta bıraktım.
Seni uğurladım.
Sana kavuştum.
Seni terk ettim.
Bilmem kaç kilometre yol gittim.
Evren kaydı.
Sen göğüs kafesimden milim kaymadın.
Vay be...
@@aydalistfuturist2494 İnan ki bende senin verdiğin tepkinin aynısını verdim vay be.
Nefes almaya devam edip yaşayamamak'🍃
Cok guzel yazmışsın ama bir şey seni yıpratıyorsa onu bırak hiç bir şey insanın kendisinden önemli değil
Çok güzel yazmışsın
No matter what happens, even if we lose our memory our soul will remember everything. When I was alone I found this channel and you helped me get through the dark times. Now they started again. My life is on the edge every moment and my loved ones are in a lot of trouble too. Now I'm here again. I forgot about this place and it feels like I returned home from a long journey. Even if it won't get better, even if my life might end while i'm writing this, I will never forget again.
Thank you.
Wish you peace 🕊🤍
здарова андрюха, london capitol of grit britania
I hope you're doing much better now, and hopefully the future dark times will be more steady for your ship, peace.
"Yüz yılardır oynanmasına rağmen hiç bir seyirci sahneye fırlayıp Romeo'nun zehirli içkini içmesine engel olmamıştır.Sonunda geminin batacağı bilindiği halde Titanic defalarca izlenmiştir.Bitecektir korkusuyla aşktan kaçarsan hayatdan hiç bir tat alamasın.Çünkü Remeo ölmeli,Titanic batmalı ama aşk her şeye rağmen yaşanmalı" Adam Fawer
I actually had to stop what I was doing in order to fully appreciate the beauty of this piece.
"Olur biter.
Geçer gider.
Ama canımı yaka yaka yutkunduğum şeyler var.
"
Ne zmn bir türk dinliyecek diye bekliyordum
"Duygular gölgelerden bile farklıdır,tutamazsın onları... Kesinlikle dokunamazsın... Onların cazibesine kapılıp ikbale tırmanamazsın. Kesinlikle hüsrana uğrarsın sonunda."
An gelir
Paldır küldür yıkılır bulutlar
Gökyüzünde anlaşılmaz bir heybet
O eski heyecan ölür
An gelir biter muhabbet
Çalgılar susar heves kalmaz
Şatârâbân ölür
Şarabın gazabından kork
Çünkü fena kırmızıdır
Kan tutar tutan ölür
Sokaklar kuşatılmış
Karakollar taranır
Yağmurda bir militan ölür
An gelir
Ömrünün hırsızıdır
Her ölen pişman ölür
Hep yanlış anlaşılmıştır
Hayalleri yasaklanmış
An gelir şimşek yalar
Masmavi dehşetiyle siyaset meydanını
Direkler çatırdar yalnızlıktan
Sehpada Pir Sultan ölür
An gelir paldır küldür
Her ölen pişman ölür
An gelir susar heves
Kan tutar tutan ölür
Anlaşılmaz bir heybet
An gelir biter muhabbet
Ne selam ne bir sabah
Kim duysa korkudan ölür
Sokaklar kuşatılmış
Karakaollar taranır
An gelir susar heves
Ömrünün yarısını
Hayaller yasaklanmış
Son umut kırılmıştır
An gelir o heyecan
Yağmurda bir militan
Sehpada Pir Sultan
Lâ ilâhe illallah
Kanunî Süleyman ölür
An gelir o heyecan
Yağmurda bir militan
Sehpada Pir Sultan
Lâ ilâhe illallah
Kanunî Süleyman ölür
Son umut kırılmıştır
Kaf Dağı'nın ardındaki
Ne selam artık ne sabah
Kimseler bilmez nerdeler
Namlı masal sevdalıları
Evvel zaman içinde
Kalbur saman ölür
Kubbelerde uğuldar bâkî
Çeşmelerden akar sinan
An gelir
Lâ ilâhe illallah
Kanunî Süleyman ölür
Görünmez bir mezarlıktır zaman
Şairler dolaşır saf saf
Tenhalarında şiir söyleyerek
Kim duysa korkudan ölür
Tahrip gücü yüksek
Saatli bir bombadır patlar
An gelir
Attila İlhan ölür
love this poem
(I read it after translating)wish I knew the original language to enjoy it to full
@@dhwaneelkapadia3265 It's Turkish (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
@@dhwaneelkapadia3265 Looks like Turkish to me
@@nxyuu Yes Turkish language.
Ülkemin güzel insanları keşfedin şunu
Sa kardsm geldik
Beyza Gündoğdu Helloooo sistaaaa❤️
SEN DEMESEN GELMİCEKTİM KNK SAOL
@@emiliagalotti6075 hey babe 💞
ben hep burdaydım krdsm hoşgeldiniz
it calmed me down. thanks🖐
don't mined me I'm just here to inform you your comment is doing well.
Baylar nerdesiniz bu İngiliz olduğundan şüphe duyduğum ingilizce konuşanlar esir almış burayı hiçbir şey anlamıyorum. Gelin
Selamın aleyküm karşim cjsmnxd
@@mavi2490 Sonunda biri çıktıı
@@besarkzlkaya3929 tabikiii
Bende varım dostum
Merhaba ghghgjf
Her bir nota da içimde ki hüzün artıyor sanki ama bi yandan da dinledikçe içimdeki hüzün huzura sonsuzluğa dönüşüyor yavaş yavaş.
It's actually quite pleasant to watch the hammers of the piano move according to the keys you press.
When I hear this, I think about what could’ve been. Lying on my bed at the end of the night, think of all the “what if”s and what could’ve happened, and how just a tiny little thing could’ve changed and turned everything around. I think about all the events in the past, the regrets, the sorrows, and all the tough days, or maybe even happy days that led to this very day.
When music tells you a whole story, the story is one but everyone right now is translating it in different ways in their heads…
When it start's sounds like the music say: "Hello, how are you?" Like talking to yourself in the mirror while getting ready for the day. You answer it, the music talk back. And it's the most amazing conversation with yourself in the mirror ever. And when the music stops, you look great, you feel great. And you're ready to go. 😎
sadece bir nebze olsun burada rahatlamak ne hoş geliyor insanoğluna.. güzel günleriniz olsun her birinizin
i knew her for a long time before she was gone. we never really spoke, apart from a few words in passing because she liked my shoes, or i couldn’t remember if we had homework or not. she wore the same converse with drawings of stars all over them most days. i never saw her without a green apple lollipop in her mouth or tucked behind her ear waiting to be opened. i always saw her riding her bike down my street, i never knew where she was going but the wind blowing through her long hair with color that changed every two weeks made it seem like wherever she was headed was important. whenever we weren’t in school she always had a pack of camels rolled into her sleeve. her eyes were the brightest green youve ever seen. they were also sad, so, so sad. as if she’s been through so much that there’s no point in trying anymore. then she was gone, without a trace. no one knows exactly where she went. it makes you wonder doesn’t it.
simp
Stella Witt - who?
@@PeaceNinja007 I think its just poetry they thought up lol
@@jimmykit-kat3424 - oh
@@Ben-os9nq your name is ben i think you can't criticize anyone
This is beautiful but not gonna lie, when i clicked on this, i definitely thought it was gonna be a cover of darude sandstorm
Thinkin the same thing
Omg love that soong ! Wow i gotta revisit that song now haha thanks
why does this have 256 likes
@@TestTest-yq2xu cause lots of ppl were expecting the same.
God I can’t escape this WHY THE FUCK IS DARUDE EVERY WHERE
Music brings out what's needed, meditation brings peace to it. Don't believe your thoughts my friends, we are all in this together.
Thank you for this masterpiece ibi!
I'm gonna be completely honest, this sounds like it belongs in a lore reveal in Hollow Knight. Seriously though, this is beautifully arranged and delicately played. It's soulful, which I find to be more impressive than being able to perform arpeggios at incredible speeds. As opposed to speed and power, being able to convey soft emotion is what I strive towards. To anyone reading this, I would highly recommend checking out ibi's other videos. There's more sand where this video came from.
thank you TH-cam for recommending this to me, it's raining outside and I'm going through some hardships in life but hearing this melody didn't made me sad, it was like a loving mother singing to her crying child. thank you sir/madam for this masterpiece !
Вы восхитительно исполняете. Очень приятно Вас слышать, спасибо за такое исполнение.
For four years, this song has been one of my favorites to fall asleep to. Thank you ibi.
Fantastic Ibi, as always.
İçimdeki beni keşfetmeye yarıyor, sessizliğimde kayboluyorum yanlızca🍃
YALNIZCA**
So much emotion, I love it.
Finally I've found a music could help me in my studying when I wake up at 4:00 a.m ♡~
I watched this video so many times but I don't think I've ever commented about how at peace these sounds make me feel. Hearing the workings of the piano add to it in a way that I've never experienced or enjoyed as much as this video before. It's truly beautiful, I have to be careful not to listen to it so much that I become desensitized and don't appreciate it anymore.
I love how ambiguous this piece is. It is easy to enjoy and to immerse oneself in. It's so very beautiful in its simplicity. It's contemplative and very gently sad. It's like that gentle place between sleep and being awake.
Time is sand. This music reminds me of past times..something beautiful and forgotten.
Beautifully created and performed. Had me in a state of meditation for all of 7 minutes. Thank you.
I’m sitting on soft, plush grass. Looking out over the beach that spills out into the ocean from atop a tall cliff. The sun is setting, casting the sky in bright orange and reds. The wind whips past me, swirling around me, caressing my body then returning to the sky. The few remaining clouds float north on that same breeze. I stand up. My toes bare, the earth kisses my feet. I close the remaining gap between me and the edge. My toes now curl around it to touch the soft dirt underneath the grass. I close my eyes, taking in the sound of the waves on the shore below, the wind through branches of the nearby forest, and my intake of breath. My right leg goes out, as if to step up on to an invisible stair. And I plunge, tens of feet a second. Head first, tipped down toward the rocky ocean below. Wind now causing my hair to sting my face, it whistles a single, sorrowful note in my ear. I take in a sharp breath as
I open my wings, soaring back into the darkening sky in a long, gentle, upward ark. “Ah, I’m home again.”
wow, you write beautifully. 👏🏼
@@hobihobi1858 It would've been better if he just straight up died. Or leave in the part at the end, and take out the quote. Made it kind of cheesy tbh. Pretty good otherwise.
Willy
Anything Goes MUSIC bruh that’s their own feel don’t try to change it because you can’t it’s not yours if you would write differently than do so but don’t critique someone else it’s a waste of time and energy make yo own shit ya feel me
@@margaretsatterfield9519 I'm not trying to change it, I'm just saying it could be better if you do "this". Writers and all artists need critique to get better. It's not even your work, don't get mad. I didn't say it was bad either, just that it could be better. I gave the OP actual advice that could help his writing in the future.
this song is like being in the eye of a storm. a sand storm. the eye of the storm is your spectator place watching, watching how everything and everyone is destroyed. a very deep sadness busting from a hurt soul. it made me cry. thank you for composing this piece of magnificent art.
This is one of my favourite pieces of music.... Thank you so much for this!
Awesome rendition, that piano looks and sounds amazing, thanks for posting this AND posting a link to MIDI files, much appreciated!
This piece reminds me of "Her".
@Hannah Clark The movie "Her" has some piano songs by Arcade Fire. ibi have done some vids on it: th-cam.com/video/38rGxcPibn8/w-d-xo.html
@Hannah Clark by eerie, perhaps? Hahaha
A song on the beach
"across a room,
tangled in my imagination,
we had spent a lifetime together
by the time she said hello" - atticus
gençlik yıllarımda bana eşlik ettiğiniz için teşekkür ederim. Umarım o saatte o sahil kenarında tek başıma da bu şarkıyı dinleyebilirim
We're all but a grain of sand in this vast universe, though we have what feels like the strongest bonds, the strongest love, and still, that love is incredibly tiny. Though our whole life is based around it, it is still tiny. We are all but a grain of sand. Sand in a desert with billions of grains. We are nothing, but yet love is so big. We've only discovered a grain of sand of what love really is.
This may sound like total garbage, but this is what this piece made me say. Thank you, if you read this. I hope you have a great life!