I don’t know why my nights haven’t received a rain!
The lips got offended by my syllables, even for a prayer …
I don’t know why the spring has not visited my seasons!
And why the rain has not showered on my nights…
Now the days when I god soaked linger in my memories,
As the yesterdays are dripping from my cheeks,
In the rains of the past, the tune hejaz rings in my ears…
I don’t know why I cannot come up with any lyrics,
There is a tune being played from a distance, is he crazy or else?
As the deaf heart has locked its gate, that crazy one composed a tune of nihavent…
I don’t know why my nights haven’t received a rain!
The lips got offended by my syllables, even for a prayer …
English Translation by Mesut ŞENOL