Here is the number one:
Beklenen
The Waited
Ne hasta bekler sabahı, Ne taze ölüyü mezar. Ne de şeytan, bir günahı, Seni beklediğim kadar.
Neither a patient waits the morning
Nor a grave waits the fresh dead
And nor Satan waits a sin
As long as I have waited you Geçti istemem gelmeni, Yokluğunda buldum seni; Bırak vehmimde gölgeni Gelme, artık neye yarar?
It is too late now. I dont want you to come.
I have found you in your absence
Leave your shadow in my imagination
Don´t come, what is the use of it now?
This is a great poem from Necip Fazıl Kısakürek.
Edited (7/9/2013) by gokuyum
Edited (7/9/2013) by gokuyum
|