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Sorry for all misspelled words and/or typos, if any.. couldn´t find the strength to check for that=)
Oh, Lover
I was first banished from your heart.
All my banishments are kind of the sequel of this one.
Other than all ceremonies, feasts, rites and festivals
I came to you, to throw myself on your feet
To ask for forgiveness, even though I don’t deserve it.
Don’t extend my banishment in this world
The one who rips the sun off its spring
Aþkýn bu en onulmazýndan koparýp. (I really don’t know what “onulmak” means)
and blows it about me
like a cloud of dust
How tired I am is understood not from my shoes
but from my feet
The lamps are crooked.
The mirrors are the angels of scorpion.
Zaman çarpýlmýþ atýn son hayali (Time is the last dream of the smashed horse)
Zaman çarpýlmýþ, atýn son hayali.(Time is smashed, throw away the last dream)
(if there is a comma there, it’ll change the meaning)
The house is not an heirdom, but the ghost of it.
Oh the one my heart gave birth to
Raised up and breastfed
with feathers,
and bird milk,
lift up to the humankind, like a monument
in nights and days
Lover
The most lover
Oh, lover
Don’t extend my banishment in this world
You’re the one I tell in every poem
You’re the one I called Suna(duck), and the one I called Leyla
I used the images of Salome and Belkýs to hide you
It was useless to try hiding you, you’re that apparent, that obvious
Birds fly to imitate your heart
(They) pick up the spring flowers off your hands
The sea gets the news of loneliness from your eyes
Oh, the softest of the hearts, the deepest.
Lover
The most lover
Oh, lover
Don’t extend my banishment in this world
Years passed, the slingshot left negative traces on the ground
I laid under the stars and asked about you in the middle of the nights.
In the attics, in the basements.
Shadows casted on the unique lamp that shined upon my nights
Always in Kanlýca, in Emirgan
In the livid dawns of Kandilli
I kept on conversing with you in the spring and summer of a life
Now in the sudden autumn of that life
I came to you to throw myself on your feet
to ask forgiveness, even though I don’t deserve it.
Oh, contemporary Jerusalem!
Oh, Egypt that keeps its secret in its heart!
Oh, the heart of compassion that granted silks the softness!
Lover
The most lover
Oh, lover
Don’t extend my banishment in this world
I saw the mountains collapse in a Venus glass(cup)
I was sold like a slave in the slave market.
I saw the sun withering away on the wall of Constantine.
I burned with your imaginations nearby the dreams
(it) was shadowed on the reflecting fountain of adam’s ale
In this moment, when the thoughts of death covered me
afraid of the unexplained questions
I came to you, to throw myself on your feet
To ask for forgiveness, even though I don’t deserve it.
Lover
The most lover
Oh, lover
Don’t extend my banishment in this world
How about the birds in your country
There’s a spring arising even from the sepulchres
What harm can the love executioner have, if there is a love(r)
There is an existent beyond the absent and the substantial
It’s not always my fault, there must be an evil eye that burns me
There must be verses that will be said, elaborating on that song
All is futile, there must be a verdict coming from the skies
So what, if the day sets, there must be an architect fixing the night
If I’m burned out, then there must be a fortress built out of my ashes
There must be a victory, growing defeat by defeat
You must have a key to reach the secret of secrets.
There must be a vein in your chest that calls off my banishment
I’m not going to give up hope on you.
I’m not going to, there must be a sycamore in your heart, named compassion
Lover
The most lover
Oh, lover
I thought I was dying for a moment, man that was long!! oh by the way, could someone explain the line I couldn´t translate? please
Edited (2/21/2009) by angel_of_death
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