Hello friends. I wanted to present you the first video of our #muhabbeteyledik series that we prepared for YouTube. My dear friend Hulusi Gökmeşe and I crossed paths a long time ago. I've been listening to him since that day. I always think he's good enough to be one of the important representatives of traditional Central Anatolian music. We came together sincerely, played and screamed. I hope you like it. Please write the people you want to see in the comments. With love ???????????? Hulusi Gökmeşe CV I was born in Ankara in 1984, I'm originally from Çankırı. I graduated from Selçuk University, Department of Radiology, I've been a technician for about 14 years. I'm married, I have a 15-year-old son. I started playing the saz when I was 9 years old, influenced by the Neşet Ertaş folk songs I heard from my uncle Sinan Bilici. Later, I wrote lyrics for the bittersweet situations I experienced, turned them into music and shared them with my listeners. I have been performing at various organizations for about 10 years. I have 2 albums with lyrics and music written by me, released between 2015-2021. I want to share the 200 poems/folk songs I have written so far in my albums over time. DID YOU GO HUNTING? Did you go hunting, and you drove the blacks I have no strength to escape Let me go anyway, foreign lands hurt my lungs, I will go further, I will go far away What can my god do, let him make a slave to a foreign servant? I am silent, let my lute sing, my heart is burnt, my insides are dry, let me go, two worlds were an excuse to my eyes, what I have, what I don't have, was for you, what was it, I blame, what was my sin, asking my crime to god, I will go further, far away I have no strength to escape Let me go, foreign lands in hand, let me go KADIR GOD, Kadir GOD, in the age of my youth, Give me the cure for this trouble, Let me go, foreign lands in your hands, leave me, let me go There is no place for this heart of mine This love has poisoned me, it won't kill me It makes me cry, it doesn't make my eyes laugh It both calls and doesn't tell me where it is, What will I find, where it is, is my secret I played my lute in a foreign land for three years I didn't turn my lute to others, God forbid I did not blacken my eyes my white face is still my test, I said my child, my beloved was burned by my troubles, I said my child, cried after me. The tide has turned, I migrated from my homeland, my fate is blind, I have more suffering to suffer. Heaven says SOMEONE HAS SUFFERED FROM SORROW. Some have suffered from sorrow, some from the heart. Everyone is looking for their cure, do you see? Spring and summer months have passed quickly. Seasons turn to winter, do you see? I saw that the nightingale does not sing in the ruined vineyard. No one herds the diseased sheep. Fate does not barter at a loss. It takes one trouble and gives five, do you see? Trouble cannot be told to those who have troubles, it is in vain. If words do not keep silent, the lute cannot be played, if there is trouble in front, coquetry behind is in vain. Those who do not know are breaking hearts, do you see? They call it the world, its beginning and end are death. Love for a lover without affection is cruelty. That lover is my rose, which I have not seen. I could not cry, he raises hands, do you see? My heart burned, I did not call out to anyone. Love Let it kill me, I didn't behave myself It became rain, I didn't get wet Luck favors the hands, have you seen When I keep quiet, I can't hear the world, As long as my chest is enough, I can't get enough, Which I can't bear to smell, It rots in the hands of the hands, have you seen Video: Görkem Gürlevik Mix mastering: Görkem Gürlevik Management contact Mehmet Akkaya Video shot on August 18th Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3xEhlo4 Apple Music: https://apple.co/3OuEDnL Deezer: https://bit.ly/3QCSIAN YouTube: https://bit.ly/3QIihjO Instagram: nilufersaritasofficial/