Wake up
Wake up

Wake up

Uyan
2004
Composer
Location (country) Republic of Türkiye

Mor ve Ötesi’s “Uyan” is a powerful and evocative track that resonates deeply with themes of awakening and societal critique. The song opens with a poignant plea to a brother or sister, highlighting the loss of beauty and vitality in the world, likening it to a sick bird that has lost its grace. The lyrics convey a sense of weariness and frustration with the status quo, describing the continuation of immoral games as a sin. The chorus is a rallying cry, urging the listener to awaken from a dark slumber, emphasizing the urgency of the message.

The repetition of “Uyan” (Wake up) serves as a hypnotic and motivating chant, encouraging listeners to shake off complacency and inertia. The latter part of the song takes a more introspective turn, pointing out the listener’s past inaction and isolation, but ultimately reinforcing the call to wake up and face reality. The overall atmosphere is one of urgency and transformation, making “Uyan” a compelling and thought-provoking piece.

Lyrics / Versuri

🎵 Original

Canım kardeşim, bak, senin ellerinde hayatımız
Uçan kuştaki güzelliği kaybettik, hastayız

Çok sıkıldım ağlamaktan, durmaktan
Bu ahlaksız oyunlara devam etmek günah, günah

Uyan artık, uyan
Uyan dostum, uyan
Uyan artık, uyan karanlık uykundan

Sadece renkler vardı, sonra kayboldu onlar da
Biz nefes alamadan
Ah, bu hayat anlamsız bir şaka
Herkes bunun farkında

Çok sıkıldım ağlamaktan, durmaktan
Bu ahlaksız oyunlara devam etmek günah, günah

Uyan artık, uyan
Uyan dostum, uyan
Uyan artık, uyan karanlık uykundan

Sen yine de o yolun sonundaydın
Sen yine de hiçbir şey yapamazdın
Sen uyuşuk, tembel, yalnızdın
Sen

Uyan artık, uyan
Uyan dostum, uyan
Uyan artık, uyan karanlık uykundan
Uyan artık, uyan
Uyan dostum, uyan
Uyan, uyan, uyan karanlık uykundan

🌍 EN

My dear sibling, look, our lives are in your hands
We've lost the beauty in the flying bird, we're sick

I'm so tired of crying, of standing still
Continuing these immoral games is a sin, a sin

Wake up now, wake up
Wake up, my friend, wake up
Wake up now, wake up from your dark sleep

There were only colors, then they too disappeared
Before we could even breathe
Ah, this life is a meaningless joke
Everyone is aware of it

I'm so tired of crying, of standing still
Continuing these immoral games is a sin, a sin

Wake up now, wake up
Wake up, my friend, wake up
Wake up now, wake up from your dark sleep

You were still at the end of that road
You still couldn't do anything
You were numb, lazy, alone
You

Wake up now, wake up
Wake up, my friend, wake up
Wake up now, wake up from your dark sleep
Wake up now, wake up
Wake up, my friend, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up from your dark sleep