I am a rain here;
You, be a storm there,
I call on all the winds from inside of my body
The warmth of the storks,
Be the non-drying ink
Of the wet letters I wrote to the oceans.
The ships are sailing inside my hands
Throw your destiny to my destiny
The love of my hands flow to the seas
All seasons are beaten by the spring
At the immense love of the hearts.
I am a dried sea here,
You, be the ocean flowing to my love bed
By collecting
Love seas over there.
You are neither one to be seen, or beyond it,
You are where the winds toss about.
Whenever your heart silences the storms
Then you will take refuge in my soul’s shrine
Then we will be silent for a minute
Our hearts will stand in homage.
And the stars will drop from your eyes
Your face will be as good as the full moon
All the lamps of our hearts will be lit
The stars will sack out…
English Translation by Mesut ŞENOL