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One of his impressive poem called " Kız çocuğu " was composed as a song and sung by many musician. The poem is dedicated to Hiroşima Victims. Nazım expresses the cries of a little girl ten years after she lost her life. Zülfü Livaneli composed it. And its english translation known as "I Come and Stand at Every Door" composed by The Byrds which I like. You can listen the song the link below ;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ac0CDpU44fA
I Come and Stand at Every Door
I come and stand at every door
But no one hears my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead, for I am dead.
I´m only seven although I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I´m seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow.
My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind.
I need no fruit, I need no rice
I need no sweet, nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead.
All that I ask is that for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world
May live and grow and laugh and play.
KIZÇOCUĞU
Kapıları çalan benim
kapıları birer birer.
Gözünüze görünemem
göze görünmez ölüler.
Hiroşima´da öleli
oluyor bir on yıl kadar.
Yedi yaşında bir kızım,
büyümez ölü çocuklar.
Saçlarım tutuştu önce,
gözlerim yandı kavruldu.
Bir avuç kül oluverdim,
külüm havaya savruldu.
Benim sizden kendim için
hiçbir şey istediğim yok.
Şeker bile yiyemez ki
kâat gibi yanan çocuk.
Çalıyorum kapınızı,
teyze, amca, bir imza ver.
Çocuklar öldürülmesin
şeker de yiyebilsinler.
[1956]
This is really a great poem and I really like a lot some of Nazım´s poems. I also like his humanism. But what about this poem:
Makinalaşmak istiyorum / Nazım Hikmet- 1923
trrrrum,
trrrrum,
trrrrum!
trak tiki tak!
makinalaşmak istiyorum!
beynimden, etimden, iskeletimden geliyor bu!
her dinamoyu
altıma almak için çıldırıyorum!
tükrüklü dilim bakır telleri yalıyor,
damarlarımda kovalıyor
oto-direzinler lokomotifleri!
trrrrum,
trrrrum,
trak tiki tak
makinalaşmak istiyorum!
mutlak buna bir çare bulacağım
ve ben ancak bahtiyar olacağım
karnıma bir türbin oturtup
kuyruğuma çift uskuru taktığım gün!
trrrrum
trrrrum
trak tiki tak!
makinalaşmak istiyorum!
He says he wants to be a machine. That is the most disgusting thing for me. Being a robot, without any emotion and acting always according to a program. A human machine. That was what Stalin´s Russia wanted a long time ago. I really don´t understand how could he write such a poem.
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They don´t change anything.
