Eflatun Solmaz - Flute (Pan vs. Orpheus)

 

Pan brings the spring, ass out in the air.
Let the ground get some hair.
Ripples through gloomy faces,
comes the urge to run away,
gripping the mane, breathless.

Behind Orpheus,
a crowd with hands below the belts—
when the music stops love begins,
who with whom.

The flute makes forget,
longing, hope, regret is erased—
now it’s time to sprout.

Credits Music: Eflatun Solmaz
Visual composition & editing: Çağlar Simsoy
 

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