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We all have songs from the past…Some of them were made before we were born..For us, they never get old though in the music literature they would be called the old songs…They appear as a tune in our minds according to the chapters of our lives, our daily mood, seasons we are in maybe..Sometimes they are the friends there to support us when going through some tough times in our lives..With them along we forget, and with them along our heart we do remember.

Here are some of mine:

Autumn Leaves

Nat King Cole

Lyrics:

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

Mamy Blue

This is the first song ever I was singing when I was 2 years old…One of the family friends used to tell me “you know oh mamy well, but you don’t know what is coming from your behind”..Well, I was not able to control my business that time which is normal I guess…Now I know both oh mamy, and I go to washroom when I need to 馃檪 Below is a picture of my hometown Bursa from early 70s.

Pop Tops

Lyrics:

I may be your forgotten son
who wandered off at twenty one
it's sad to find myself at home
oh ma.
If I could only hold your hand
and say I'm sorry yes I am
I'm sure you really understand
oh
Ma
where are you now.
Oh
Mamy
oh
Mamy - Mamy - blue
oh
Mamy - Blue
The house we shared upon the hill
seems lifeless but it's standing still
and memories of childhood days
fill my mind
oh Mamy
Mamy
Mamy.
I've seen enough of different lights
seen tired days and lonely nights
and now without you by my side
I'm lost
how can I survive.
Oh
Mamy...
Nobody who takes care of me
who loves me
who has time for me
the walls look silent at my face
oh
Ma
so dead is our place.
The sky is dark
the wind is rough
and now I know what I have lost
the house is not a home at all
I'm leaving
the future seems so small.

Sway

Dean Martin

All these聽have been sung 聽in different languages. Below is the Turkish version of “Sway”

Ajda Pekkan

Lyrics:

When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak
I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now
You know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now 

Cancion del mariachi

Los Lobos

Las letras de la cancion

Soy un hombre muy honrado,
  Que me gusta lo mejor
  Las mujeres no me faltan,
  Ni el dinero, ni el amor
  Jineteando en mi caballo
  Por la sierra yo me voy
  Las estrellas y la luna
  Ellas me dicen donde voy
    Ay, ay, ay, ay
    Ay, ay mi amor
    Ay mi morena,
    De mi coraz贸n
  Me gusta tocar guitarra
  Me gusta cantar el sol
  Mariachi me acompa帽a
  Cuando canto mi canci贸n
  Me gustan tomar mis copas
  Aguardiente es lo mejor
  Tambien la tequila blanca
  Con su sal le da sabor
    Ay, ay, ay, ay
    Ay, ay mi amor
    Ay mi morena,
    De mi coraz贸n
  Me gusta tocar guitarra
  Me gusta cantar el sol
  Mariachi me acompa帽a
  Cuando canto mi canci贸n
  Me gustan tomar mis copas
  Aguardiente es lo mejor
  Tambien la tequila blanca
  Con su sal le da sabor
    Ay, ay, ay, ay
    Ay, ay mi amor
    Ay mi morena,
    De mi coraz贸n
    Ay, ay, ay, ay
    Ay, ay mi amor
    Ay mi morena,
    De mi coraz贸n

Comfortably Numb

Pink Floyd

Lyrics:

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, Come on, Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well, I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a FEVER My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
(solo)
I have become comfortably numb.
O.K.
Just a little pin prick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
but I have become comfortably numb.

Wish you Were Here

Pink Floyd

Lyrics:

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
And cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

聽聽聽聽聽聽聽 My first computer was a Commodore 64. Yes it had only 64 KB聽. It looked like this:

The size of this聽image of the Commodore 64 is 54 KB itself. 馃檪

It was 1983 or 1984. I was at the secondary school. I was on my way home from the school. I called home from a pay-phone to ask…mom said “yes, it is at home.” I do not remember how I got home, but still remember the big smile on my face after her answer. Not many children had a computer at that time, and it聽ws for sure a big thing in my life. We were taught not to brag and be pride, so I only had the feeling of聽 “being happy.” I was 12, a red-head nerd with freckles on my face.

Since that time, I did enjoy playing games on the computer, still I do. But I was lucky, maybe very lucky, as the high-tech computer games would enter our lives when I was a young adult. I had the chance聽to have my childhood聽outside. Sweating, drinking water from the water fountain near the field where we used to play soccer, making snowmen in the winter, sliding over the small snow hills on that field with my wooden sledge….That was my childhood. I fell down at the streets, my knee bleeded. I cried maybe I did not. If I were a child in 2010, what would I miss in 2030 of my childhood? Oh, we used to play this game on-line with my friends…ok, you can play it in 2030,too…We used to watch this on youtube, okay you can still watch it in youtube.

I have watched a commercial, actually two commercials alike in a row recently. They were promoting children (little girls) to play on-line,聽to take聽care of their virtual toys together. One commercial was about a little kitten which looked and reacted like a kitten, but a it was a robot.

Oh! It is winter, maybe they are warm playing on-line, interacting with each other through a cold monitor. They should go outside, fall down, and their knees bleeded.

We have to decide what to do with the empty playgrounds. Maybe more parking lots? or the capitalism/globalism/information age is asking for something more fertile? These children will die lonely. More lonely than their grandparents…

Bring back the children’s laughter

to the playgrounds…