My Guess: B  -  B  -  D  -  D  -  B

Life consists of “maybes” which we can’t live, “I wishes” which we live and “anyways” which we hold inside of ourselves.

And I am so tired these days. I am so offended by people, I don’t have power for anything. I am so much afraid of loving people. My heart aches my so much when I remember what has been done. Don’t you dare to touch, at present I want to forget everything. 

The ruling is quite simple and I don´t understand what there is to explain. Either he was sick, he was on a journey (in which cases he will have to fast the missing days later) or he had just given up. Even if he had done it inadvertendly which sometimes happens to fasters he could have just continued the day as if nothing happened.

You scared me, AlphaF. I thought I managed to mess the three words even.

İzmir´e vardın mı?

I was just wondering if this use of present progressive corresponds to be going to future in English.

They are lovely. I can´t choose which one I like the best.

An English speaker would do it better but I just have to put my nose always.

My Try:

Bu şehirde buldum buğday ellerini,
bu şehirde sevdim badem dillerini.
Senle unuttum bütün ezberlerimi.
Pişman değilim ama göçtüm kederden,
düşman değilim ama çöktüm erkenden.

In this town I found your wheat-skinned hands,

in this town I fell in love with your language rich in flavour.

With you I forgot everything I had learned by rote.

I do not regret but I collapsed from grief,

I am not hostile but I died too early.

Bir daha bu yolları aynı hevesle yürür müyüm?

Kim bilir ne bekliyor kalır mıyım ölür müyüm?
Ne malum dünya gözüyle bir daha görür müyüm?

Will I once more walk on these roads filled with the same excitement?

Who knows what is waiting for me, if I live or die?

Who is to say what I am still going to see in this life?

Tuhaf buluyorlar bu kaçak halimi.
Seninle doldurdum yasak ihlalimi,
seninle kapattım aşk defterlerimi.
Pişman değilim ama göçtüm kederden,
düşman değilim ama çöktüm erkenden.

People find it strange when they see me in this exile state.

With you I violated the forbidden to its full.

With you I closed the books of love.

I do not regret but I collapsed from grief,

I am not hostile but I died too early.

Bir daha bu yolları aynı hevesle yürür müyüm?
Kim bilir ne bekliyor kalır mıyım ölür müyüm?
Ne malum dünya gözüyle bir daha görür müyüm?

Will I once more walk on these roads filled with the same excitement?

Who knows what is waiting for me, if I live or die?

Who is to say what I am still going to see in this life?

My Try:

There were things I didn’t talk to you about. Things I was afraid of. They were all things that I was shy to tell about. Things I wanted to forget, things that I didn’t want you to know while I myself tried to pretend not seeing them. You know, there were things I didn’t talk about. There was a reality of mine which was nailed to my destiny and which I did not choose. Now either find an excuse or even without an excuse turn your back to me, stay where you are. I am not saying this so that you would come but so that you would know and only know. I wish you would understand. I needed you.

I like Ebru Gündeş so much but I think she should wear some more clothes not to catch cold.