Generally, It’s Yours
by Turgut Uyar
Inform me to whom now it belongs this apple that I peel with treatment
You know that all I do with treatment now belongs to you
A man on his way to the h2o let us say need to he tilt his shoulder
The sunlight, the h2o and the tilt of his shoulder all belong to you
You stand up, you befit your identify, and you might be correct
The entire world that darkens as you know frequently belongs to you
The darkening world is an ember of hearth for a new rose
The noble darkness still left about from a fire’s ember belongs to you
You took a earlier with experiments, you came and painted the new well
I know it you really should know it as well the to start with illumination belongs to you
The h2o that I like is the genuine brother of your drinking water
The powers deserted by your water now belong to you
Mainly because you keep like a weapon everything that you hold
The whistle that holds everything like a warning belongs to you
It is all yours O everlasting-giver no matter what exists like life
Don’t maintain your breath, grow, the main and the shell belong to you
O the most gorgeous watch of a waterfall pouring about the flowers
My really like, my infinity, what ever exists and does not exist in this earth all belong to you.
(Translated from Turkish by Ugur Akinci)
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It Hurts
by Turgut Uyar
I want to chat about unhappiness
Vertical and horizontal unhappiness
The ideal unhappiness of humankind
My really like hurts
We’ve lived a little something entire of mystery
And they lived that more than there
Mistaking the way a mountain was bent
For its joy.
Initially of all, the unhappiness of training course
Like a bar in a modest town
The way its laughter would strike the sunshine
But would not be reflected in excess of below
That is, the syphilis that someone’s received from a fading rose
The tuberculosis that somebody else obtained from a different woman
The historical past of all office structures
My enjoy hurts.
“I pity my like” suggests another person
Even a child with a stunning eye
Did not have a summer time that shielded.
I have no strategy what should really be said.
My love hurts
The ships are continue to passing by
The mountains will light up and darken yet again
And that’s all.
My stance is to discover a lot of points and bounce with pleasure
Drop has arrived O sorrow
Spring has arrived O black sorrow
O you, the smartest human being on earth
From time to time in the midst of summer months in broad daylight
My adore hurts
No make a difference whom I like
Or no matter who loves me.
September has packed up its baggage and still left you see
October etcetera will also be gone before very long
Darn large horses that sink into heritage
Just sink into heritage, which is all.
(Translated from Turkish by Ugur Akinci)
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