Darkness filling the body of the night
Shall we make an agreement with you, I say
Are you the real darkness, or am I an Arab?
Which of us has the lead, I wonder
Should freedom be out of the color of canvas
And should we look through our naked heart for instance
Should your pencil-drawing turn multicolored
We ought to pour sorrow from the saddlebag, I’d say
If only our troubles would have gotten their liberty
Then if only we would have collected them as our treasure
Priority is with you, now it is you to reply
As stars are friends and clouds happen to be siblings
Why there is this loneliness?
You face gets polished with the earth’s blackness
Really, are you pregnant of what you witnessed?
Is it why the color of the night is so paramount
Your saddlebag has been full by birth, whereas I am an upstart
Your stars are volunteers, the heart is reluctant in me
Come on, let your beams light the dirt of the order
Let all living and breathing spirits hold on to your radiance
Let us sign for peace all in one breath, this world belongs to us
Shall we flow from soul to heart, I’d say
Shall we sow love in eternity
English Translation by Mesut Şenol