You’re not stranger to me, a warm hand,
Not only mouth but also tongue to me,
You’re smiling and and funny,
I’ll instruct my heart; as to how it is to bend
With respect always in front of you.
You’re both my light and sun,
In my prayings my desire,
You’re my darling, life, angel,
I’ll instruct my heart; as to how it is to bend
With respect always in front of you.
Poem: Isa KAYACAN
Translated by: Nilufer DURSUN
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