
far, far away
we shared two cigarettes and talked.
talked about justice, talked about language, and talked about honour. we talked about culture and exile and longing for home.
and a longing for a place that you left twenty-five years ago. and a longing for a place that lies beyond reach. and a longing, a longing for justice.
mostly, i just listened.
music by sivan perwer, from his album xezal xezal
Not sure how old or new this song is, but I grew up with my father playing Şivan records and tearing up remembering how...