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This song is dedicated to Tania, and is written by Ufuk Çelik as a poem in 1994, Released as a poem in 2010, and composed on 2005 as a song but not released . _ The song begins with a captivating introduction in the Husseini makam, seamlessly transitioning into jazz, one of my favorite musical styles. Azra's incredible vocals and interpretation carry the song forward, and it reaches a whole new level when the backing vocals and keyboard join in. I think it's a wonderful fusion. - - Who is Tania? - Haydée Tamara Bunke Bider (November 19, 1937 – August 31, 1967), better known as Tania or Tania the Guerrilla, was an Argentine-born East German communist revolutionary, who changed her identity by Tania, to pay homage to an anti-fascist fighter namesake shot by the Germans. Multifaceted woman: she spoke five languages, played guitar and accordion, sang, danced, loved for her beauty caused admiration among those who knew her at that time played a prominent role in the Cuban government after the Cuban Revolution and in various Latin American revolutionary movements. For more please search on google or etc. -- Lead Vocal: Azra Azizov Back Vocals: Ufuk Çelik , Büşra Azizov , Jasmina Uğur, Keyboard: Jasmina Uğur Classic Fretless Guitar: Ufuk Çelik Classic Guitar: Azra Azizov Bass Guitar: Josie Drums: Özgür Alp - Arranged & Produced by: Ufuk Çelik (UFCEBABA) - Lyrics: - A woman she was, Or rather, a child, Who merely queried, 'Will my name fade in time?' (Faded) - Did she live life as she'd planned? What life was there? A child she'd remained... A woman in motion, A child's heart in a world in commotion... - Misplaced in a casket, She'd only begun, To weave her family's sum... (a minus a plus) - She smiled so sweetly, Petite and refined, Eyes deep and defined, Like a sweet harmony, - (la lalala lala lala laaalala lala lala) - Pants at her ankles, green as an olive, Low-slung and swollen, A thin, sky-blue shirt, She was oh so pert... She'd often say, Those who can't do small things, Can't achieve great things... Or is all for love's sweet wings? (fly!) - But what was your real name? Or have I forgotten you, Tania? And what about you, me? - By Ufuk Çelik ( UFCEBABA ) - more