Shaghayegh is the Farsi name for poppy flower and it’s the name of my beloved fiancé. It’s the first song that I’ve composed for someone alive in my life.
The thing about traditional middle-eastern romantic relationships is that the mature relationships that lead into marriage are rarely hot and sexy from the early stages, unlike a great hay stack that burns bright and short, they start small, and they blossom throughout months and months of courting and getting to know each other.
I’d like to think that my song -in style, not in level of greatness- is more in line with Paul Mauriat’s “Love story” which is like an ever-burning candle as opposed to a hay stack fire of a song like Celen Dion’s “My heart will go on”. It’s one of my many theories concerning music but I may be out of line.
All feedback are welcome.