Oldu Olanlar

The song Oldu Olanlar takes the listener on a profound emotional odyssey. The verse opens with the narrator clinging tightly to promises made to oneself, immediately imbuing the journey with a sense of determined self-accountability. It's clear from the outset that there is a struggle against a current of uncertainty; the narrator is momentarily unanchored, 'başı boşum' (head free), yet not lost. The metaphorical rain increasing in intensity paints an image of life's difficulties escalating, even as the narrator resolutely traverses troublesome paths.

Sagopa Kajmer's verse communicates a cyclical experience—the falling and rising, walking and then enduring the cycle once again. It illustrates the universal human condition of being weighed down by responsibilities or challenges ('Koydum omzuma yüklerimi'), a sentiment relatable to many. The visceral imagery of walking through rain and extinguishing like a candle ('Söndüm, bir mum gibi öldüm') starkly conveys the feeling of being overwhelmed and the sense of existential defeat that can momentarily engulf us all.

However, despite the crushing weight of life illustrated in these verses, the character in the song also exhibits resilience by covering themselves with hope and continuing despite the rain. This act symbolizes an indomitable spirit, a refusal to succumb to despair even in the darkest moments—instead choosing to persevere with the protective cloak of optimism.

The chorus repetitively questions how one might explain their experiences in a way that others could understand, suggesting the universal struggle of articulating personal hardship. This rhetorical question implies that while there are many paths to understanding, not all can be easily communicated or comprehended. The words 'Oldu olanlar', which can be roughly translated to 'What happened has happened', reflect an acceptance of events past and a relinquishment to the flow of life. This resignation isn't one of defeat but rather acknowledges life’s rich tapestry of experiences, both good and bad, forming the narrative of one’s existence.