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Solgun Bir Gül Dokunuca At My Touch It Turns into a Faded Rose

Çoklarından düşüyor da bunca
Görmüyor gelip geçenler
Eğilip alıyorum
Solgun bir gül oluyor dokununca.

Ya büyük şehirlerin birinde
Geziniyor kalabalık duraklarda
Ya yurdun uzak bir yerinde
Kahve, otel köşesinde
Nereye gitse bu akşam vakti
Ellerini ceplerine sokuyor
Sigaralar, kağıtlar
Arasından kayıyor usulca
Eğilip alıyorum, kimse olmuyor
Solgun bir gül oluyor dokununca.

Ya da yalnız bir kızın
Sildiği dudak boyasında
Eşiğinde yine yorgun gecenin
Başını yastıklara koyunca.

Kimi de gün ortası yanıma sokuluyor
En çok güz ayları ve yağmur yağınca
Alçalır ya bir bulut, o hüzün bulutunda.
Uzanıp alıyorum, kimse olmuyor
Solgun bir gül oluyor dokununca.

Ellerde, dudaklarda, ıssız yazılarda
Akşamlara gerili ağlarla takılıyor
Yaralı hayvanlar gibi soluyor
Bunalıyor, kaçıp gitmek istiyor
Yollar, ya da anılar boyunca.

Alıp alıp geliyorum, uyumuyor bütün gece
Kımıldıyor karanlıkta ne zaman dokunsam
Solgun bir gül oluyor dokununca.


It falls off a lot of people, heaven knows,
Yet no passerby catches sight of it,
I bend and pick it up,
At my touch it turns into a faded rose.

In one of those big cities
He wanders at this or that crowded spot
In the country at a far-off place where he is
In a hotel room or a coffeehouse;
Wherever he goes at this late hour
He sticks his hands into his pockets
And through cigarettes and pieces of paper
It gently slips out and goes,
I bend and pick it up, no one materializes
At my touch it turns into a faded rose.

Or it lingers on the lipstick
That a lonely girl takes off
On the threshold of another weary night
When she rests her head on the pillows
Sometimes at midday it cuddles up to me
You know it's on that same cloud of sorrows
That descends mostly at autumn or at rainfall.
I reach out and clutch it, no one materializes
At my touch it turns into a faded rose.

On hands and lips and desolate inscriptions
It gets caught in nets drawn across the night
Panting like a wounded animal
In anguish, he yearns to escape the net's throes
And to run along the roads or the mementoes.

Time and time again I take it along, it stays awake all night
Stirring in darkness, whenever I touch it
At my touch it turns into a faded rose.

translated by A. Turan Oflazoglu - Gungor Dilmen

Behçet Necatigil
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