FOR DOLLY BIRDS

so what happens if I drop my face down
and if I place those thin bracelets on my wrists.
as I was looking for the evil eye in the glass broken out of the blue
your overthrowing a whole cabinet on me, and seating girls on me
with your having me to suffer all the journey so miserable
ah my beloved everybody’s heart is broken; they love but don’t beat the air.
it would be first me to bow down my head
I would let princesses hang down from my neighbor’s balcony, and then I would cut the rope
ah my beloved, there are no rooms for princesses in this world, no engagement tray would offer tears to dolly birds
my nails are riddled with holes; don’t you see this all because of lack of vitamins.
there remains the scar of my ugliness on my nails
I deceived my mother and now I have filled the water from the fountain,
I turned the cloak back and nobody noticed
I do put back the cloak every time my father caresses my head, is it right to cry like this
everybody looks at us.
everybody looks at us, I tell you about it, but you don’t seem to get it
ah my beloved, do you think it is proper to ask chocolate in a tobacco shop!
look, these are the crack patterns in my groin areas, births, childbearing, and kids.
does anyone wish to enter inside my cracks and sleep there!

English Translation By Mesut Şenol

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