Sevdalar  The Loves

Sevdalar The loves 
Her gönülde ayrı renkte bitiyor, They sprout differently in every heart 
Sır yüklüdür, çözülmemiş sevdalar. They are filled with secrets, unsolved loves. 
Gözlerimde buram buram tütüyor, I longed greatly for
Türküleri yazılmamış sevdalar. The loves which their songs weren´t written. 

Bir taraf sönerken yanar ötesi, While one side is dying down, other side burns out. 
Bir taraf habersiz tanır ötesi, One side recognizes further unawarely
Sevdalarım vardı sınır ötesi, There were my loves which are transfortier Gurbet kaldı gezilmemiş sevdalar. They remained homesick, the loves which weren´t wandered. 

Sevdalar yamaçta özlüyor düzü, Loves are missing levels while they are at the hillsides. 
Sönmez ama belki küllenir közü, It doesn´t die down, but maybe slows down 
Doludur gözleri, soluktur yüzü, Its eyes filled with tears, its face is pale  Hangi çağda üzülmemiş sevdalar? At which age hadn´t loves felt sad?

Kimisinin tarlasında ekinmiş,  It had been crop at the farm of someone
Kilimlerde motif motif dokunmuş, It had been weaved by motifs in the rugs
Destan olmuş, dilden dile okunmuş, It had become epic, it had been sung from tongue to tongue (it is an idiom) 
Hiçbir zaman ezilmemiş sevdalar.The loves had never been crushed. 

Bazısı karadır, yüreği çöker, Some of it is black, some of its heart collapses 
Bazısı dumandır dağlara çeker, Some of it is smoke which takes (you) to mountains 
Bazısı diyemez boynunu büker, Some of it can´t say, they abase themselves 
Daha çoktur çözülmemiş sevdalar. It is even more, unsolved loves.

Birinde nazlıdır çiçek misali, At one it is coy like a flower 
Birinde oynaktır köçek misali, At one it is frivolous like a dancer 
Havada, karada böcek misali, Like a bug in the sky, in the earth 
Bir kararda dizilmemiş sevdalar. Loves hadn´t aligned in a stability 

Sevdalar var sırma saçta ve kaşta, There are loves on golden hair, on eyebrow 
Sevdalar var derin derin bakışta, There are loves in deep deep looks 
Sevdalar var çeyizdeki nakışta, There are loves in embroidery in the trousseau 
Antikadır, kazılmamış sevdalar The loves hadn´t been digged are the antiques.


Sevdalı sevdanın elinden nider, What can lover do in the love´s hand ?
Ataroğlu bile elinde heder, Even Ataroğlu is loss in its hand 
Benimle beraber mezara gider, They go to grave with me (it is an idiom)

Ambalajı bozulmamış sevdalar. The loves which their package hadn´t been harmed.

Mehmet Atar

 My try, corrections needed