For Küçük Oya, Saliha Yiğit, and Canan
As if dying of love is too easy
Time and matter do fly in space as it were
Inside a moment
The teeth of my dreams
Would whimper for their trouble
The lines are drenched in blood
The mirrors would draw a circle
As if in front of my eyes
It would be in vain for a fool lover
Inside life
If only the door would be knocked
Would it be opened then
For that honorable wise man
There were melancholic girls on the street
Whomever would console them
There would be too much oddity and disregard
Inside the ocean
Half-witted lovers would rejoice
A freak of nature would be born
Beyond the tulle curtain
Music would overflow from the heart of the free man
In a close embrace while bidding farewell already
Love is between hawk and buzzard
Quantum rules work at the revolving door
Would god help us
I wonder (rightfully so) one would pose a question
What is the conditional love
Farewell, adieu my love, we hit the rocks
As if we became noncompliant
Oh my God I am so much starved
I fell in unconditional love
AS IF I missed freedom…
English Translation by Mesut Şenol