ANNABEL LEE

Senerlerce senerlerce evveldi
Bir deniz ülkesinde
Yaşayan bir kız vardı bileceksiniz
Adı Annabel Lee
Hiç bir şey düşünmezdi sevilmekten
Sevmekten başka beni.
O çocuk ben çocuk,memleketimiz
O deniz ülkesiydi
Sevdalı değil,karasevdalıydık
Ben ve Annabel Lee
Göklerde uçuşan melekler bile
Kıskanırdı bizi.
Bir gün işte bu yüzden göze geldi
O deniz ülkesinde
Üşüdü rüzgarından bir bulutun
Güzelim Annabel Lee
Götürdüler el üstünde
Koyup gittiler beni
Mezarı oradadır şimdi
O deniz ülkesinde
Biz daha bahtiyardık meleklerden
Onlar kıskandı bizi
Evet -Bu yüzden şahidimdir herkes ve o deniz ülkesi-
Bir gece rüzgarından
Üşüdü gitti Annabel Lee
Sevdadan yana kim olursa olsun
Yaşça başça ileri
Geçemezdi ki bizi
Ne yedi kat gökteki melekler
Ne deniz gibi cinleri
Hiçbiri ayıramaz beni senden
Güzelim Annabel Lee
Ay gelip ışır,hayalin erişir
Güzelim Annabel Lee
Bu yıldızlar gözlerin gibi parlar
Güzelim Annabel Lee
Orda gecelerim,uzanır beklerim
Sevgilim,hayatım,gelinim
O azgın sahildeki
Yattığın yerde seni

                   
                                                        Edgar Allen POE
                                                        (Çev. M.C. Anday)
ANNABEL LEE

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Edgar Allan Poe