Happy Mother's Day to All Mothers

I don't know where it came from, Nurhan Damcıoğlu suddenly came to my mind. 

When I was a little girl, she would often appear on New Year's Eve and sing canto with joy, my heart would fill with joy watching her.

I don't know if there are any canto singers left now, I wish there were one or two ladies. 

I think we have longed for entertainment in recent years. I think there are not as many entertainment programs on the screens as there used to be. 

Most of the channels are stuck with soap operas. Some of them manage with discussion programs.

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I'm of the calender type, I don't look for beauty and ugliness

Let my heart wish for a pastime

Her hair is sable, her eyes are sober

And make it a little cute.

Her hair is sable, her eyes are sober

And make it a little cute.

No matter how black his eyebrows

Make sure you have a mole on your cheek

No matter how black his eyebrows

Make sure you have a mole on your cheek

Glorious in appearance, sweet in conversation

And some hawks

Glorious in appearance, sweet in conversation

And some hawks

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There are many more, but I won't fill this whole article with the lyrics of this folk song.

Yes, this is a folk song, an Istanbul folk song in the rast makam. It is a lively folk song with a 9/8 rhythm.

It was actually sung as a folk song by Radife Erten before Nurhan Damcıoğlu. 

We lost the very respectable Mrs. Radife Erten in 1988. 

In addition to this folk song, this lady sang many famous songs.

By the way, let us remember her here with respect.

Nurhan Damcıoğlu, on the other hand, made this folk song much more cheerful by singing it as a canto song.

Dear Nurhan Damcıoğlu is now 82 years old. 

May God give her a long life. I love her very much.

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Actually, I think a story about beauty and ugliness caught my eye somewhere, and this song may have come to my mind from there.

According to the story, the old people used to say that God gives ugly fate.

Every young girl grows up with dreams of being beautiful, but when you are beautiful, maybe it's because your self-confidence increases a little bit, maybe it's also because you are always the center of attention for those around you, you grow up spoiled and you start to dislike everything. 

So you become a bit vain because of your beauty. As far as I understand, most beauties realize that they are beautiful.

Maybe it's true. Beauty may not be such a good thing.

However, the beautiful ones are often not as happy as the ugly ones because their lives are full of disappointments because they cannot find what they hoped for in life.

This point of view in the story is of course a different perspective

Is it true, we should ask the beautiful ones, and maybe the ugly ones can be asked about the reasons for their happiness.

I think if one's soul is beautiful, the rest is really a story.

But for us men, they say it is a good deed to look at the beautiful, without giving them the evil eye, so men, I think when you see a beautiful woman, look at her to the fullest. 

Of course, don't forget to say God forbid the evil eye. They also say, "May she be returned to her owner. 

Whatever this "owner" is!

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Today is election day, yes, God save our country from the evil eye indeed. 

The day we have been waiting for has finally arrived.

The numbered day really passes quickly. 

Let everyone vote for the best today, and I will be in front of the screens in the evening. I am watching on the internet, naturally, but almost all the channels are broadcasting live on the internet.

I am really curious too, let's see how the result will be.

No matter what the result is, we can only wish that these elections will be good for our country.

My dream is to hold hands and dance together tomorrow.

I will even find some old cantos of dear Nurhan Damcıoğlu on the internet and watch them. 

There was also Huysuz Virjin, wasn't there, the late Seyfi Dursunoğlu, who sang canto? 

What was his famous song?

He lived in Çengelköy. On the hill. 

When you enter Çengelköy from the Beylerbeyi side, there is a road leading to the hill on the right at the entrance. 

You follow that road.

I was once building a villa just a little above the villa where he lived.

We used to see him almost every day in the garden of his villa just below. 

I think he had a dog, I remember he used to walk it on the road above. 

Once or twice I had seen him crossing the road. 

What was he saying?

Look, I remember now, he was singing Katina.

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Ahhhhh...

Katina's got her scissors, she can't cut, oh she can't cut

She doesn't know how to mow, my rose Katina, bring me mow, bring me mow

Ahhhhh...

Katina has a machine in her hand, she can't sew, oh she can't sew, she doesn't know how to sew, my baby rose Katina, let me sew, let me sew, let me sew

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I also remember dear Seyfi Dursunoğlu with love.

Let me cut it short today, don't be late, if you haven't voted yet, go and cast your vote as soon as possible.

I voted recently because I was abroad.

Come on, don't delay. Hurry, hurry, hurry!

To vote, to vote, let me be the tassel...

Today, for some reason, I feel happy.

I wish everyone a happy Sunday and good elections.

And by the way, happy Mother's Day to all mothers. I kiss the hands of all mothers. I hope the nation will give them a good gift today.

Regards from Moscow