Dear Daydreamer
Wishing you a VERRY, VERRY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, I also wish you many happy, unforgetable moments and next year to be your dream-come-true year.
All my love,
Slavica

Hey, you two, do you suspect in my loving Russian classic music!?
Can I join the club?
But first I have to download Pilli Bebek, sorry, to hear something new.

Birşey değil, Erdinç My pleasure.
Of course I've already seen the other files you uploaded. The point of my post was – don't stop, your suggestions are precious for us.
By the way, I listen "Sen Bana Baharla Geldin" with great pleasure, but Pilli Bebek album I couldn't download, since 51 MB it is too heavy for me. The problem is that you make me so curious in "Siyah Beyaz" – I just couldn't imagine better rock ballad than "Nothing Else Matters" or "Unforgiven". So, is it possible to download just this song without downloading all album?

Chuvash and Cyrano – you are great, guys Just go on!

Ohhhhhh, Cyrano, God bless you... for both topics...
I LOVE Leo Cohen.
My favourite is "Dance Me to the End of Love".

Hello, poetry lovers

Thank to Chuvash, who posted link to Poetryconnection.net, amazing site for poetry lovers, I have a great pleasure to recommend you poetry of one of the greatest world poets ever – Pablo Neruda.

His poems, especially love poems, could be found in every anthology of world poetry.

One of his best poems (and my favourite) - Bu Gece En Hüzünlü Şiiri Yazabilirim/ I Can Write the Saddest Poem Tonight - you can find at our site's "Turkish poetry" with Turkish translation.
http://www.turkishclass.com/poem_77

Folowing poems don't have Turkish translation, but maybe someone od you could find and post it.

XVII (I do not love you...)

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.


I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

I recommend you Neruda's other poems, I'm sure you'll enjoy them

http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Pablo_Neruda

Yes, great idea, Sui
Although at first moment you obviously didn't count at us, people outside of Istanbul, seems we invited us ourselves.
So, I like bab's idea about the hangout place – you people from Istanbul could meet there every Sunday (or any other day), and we others would know where we can find you, in case we have luck to come to Istanbul.

Hello, Cyrano
Great idea to offer us some classical music, pretty neglected at our site.
I really enjoyed (again, after long time) both Mozart's and Beethoven's pieces.
Please, be sure to continue surprising us with such nice topics.

Hello, Chuvash
O my god, you made my day!
Thank you so much for this link, I just can't believe that, as poetry lover, I didn't know about this site before
Also thanks for reminding me at GREAT French poetry which I like soooooooo much.
And SPECIAL THANKS for Turkish translations, I don't see myself better way for learning Turkish but throughout poetry.

Well, since you already recomanded Ginsberg, I'm going to recommand to TC poetry lovers my favorite French poet, Jaques Prevert.
Enjoy it

The Garden

Thousands and thousands
Of years
Should never suffice
To tell of
The sweet moment of eternity
Where you kissed me
Where I kissed you
One moment in the light of winter
In Montsouris Park in Paris
In Paris
Upon this Earth
This Earth which is a star.


Morning Breakfast

He put the coffee
Into the cup
He put the milk
Into the cup of coffee
He put the sugar
Into the cafe au lait
With the little spoon
He stirred
He drank the coffee
And he replaced the cup
Without speaking to me
He lit
A cigarette
He made rings
With the smoke
He put the ashes
Into the ashtray
Without speaking to me
Without looking to me
He stood up
He put
His hat upon his head
He put
His raincoat on
Because it was raining
And he left
Without one word
And me I placed
My head in my hand
And I cried.


For You My Love

I went to the market of birds
And I bought birds
For you
my love
I went to the market of flowers
And I bought flowers
For you
my love
I went to the market of ironwork
And I bought chains
Heavy chains
For you
my love
And then I went to the market of slaves
And I searched for you
But I did not find you
My love.

Maybe someone could add Turkish translations for these poems

For more poetry of Jacques Prevert:

http://xtream.online.fr/Prevert/indexeng.html
http://www.ductape.net/~mass/poem3a.html
http://www.artofeurope.com/prevert/