As if somebody cries in a side of my heart.
When he overwhelms with his tears,
My soul in front of me with its steepness
Ask me: “-Will your dreams return at the end?
Loneliness follows you; the trouble is on you!!”

I understood that my heart cries with woe.
Where does my no-name angle wait for me?

Come my darling; finish that separateness,
My heart which is blood searched a remedy.
Everything  which I want are half in my heart
All shapes in my heart are another manner.
You are a traveler who are  full of secrets.
You are debt  of  real things with your stature.

Bunu Kullan: