Ioanna Gika

Anyone who has ever experienced the loss of someone close to you knows the meaning of this song---when it feels like your heart is ripped from you , but you know it is still beating. Everything seems dark even though you are in the light. If you have heard the call of a loon or a whale you know it is a mournful call. Drumbeats are the rhythym of the funeral march. "Gone our brother, gone our son".

Perhaps three black funeral carriages at the death of three people, thus the three white carts are possibly the coffins/carts carrying the bodies of these individuals. These carriages were often pulled by horses, as mentioned in the beginning of this song, and in the back you could fit a cart. See image: http://www.medievalfantasiesco.com/Funerals/CarriageOccasionsLLC.jpg

A mixing of paradoxical forces, where light and dark clash, good and evil, night and dark, war and peace, death and life, many of these oppositional themes which reoccur in this piece