Does the moon! clean the seaveeds
Of my eyes,
Or,
You mean everything to me in the past.
I know there will be no future.
At the words, on this time,
You,
Mean a lot
However as my hard quietness.
If I talk, love will come to an end
If I keep quiet we.
If I go away..
.
Poem: Isa KARATEPE
Translated by: Nilufer DURSUN
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