Do not fix those sea-blue eyes upon mine
My heart stirs in a strange way.
Your eyes for which I have deep longing
They speak to me of distant shores.
Blue dreams, blue yearnings
I gaze at you.
Foaming waves crash, mercilessly
Against the empty harbor of my heart.
A harbor from which, so many years ago,
All my loves set sail.
Sometimes, I fancy;
To set sail into those blue expanses,
Wandering from shore to shore
to drop anchor within your eyes.
To traverse the blue sky from end to end
Like an albatross in flight.
To get drown most of the time
To swim like the fish and the whales
And simply
To venture out, further and further
Into those vast, open seas.
I ponder how I differ from the waves
Again, my solitude, my phantom vessel, and these blue eyes
As if fleeing from the storms.
No moon rises in my nights, no stars shine
Is there ever a chance to set sail?
These blue expanses
They are as alien to me as they are near.
If my gaze seems lost in thought right now
It is a fantasy, a mirage, a dream
That is all it is.
December 01, 1964
English Translation by Mesut Şenol