(I)
The appearance of rain in the supplication was of the same clouds
Which were evident in the gloomy eyes
From the last moment of the union
To the first moment of desertion
We see
Alive in letters
The hushed meanings
This alive water runs throughout the whole body
Bright on the plank in the assonance of eyes are tears or a sunshine
In the hour of this scintillation
Our visages appears and shines
(II)
Moment,
In whose scintillation
You have left
Your quiver, your footsteps
A Sense on whose fingertips
You forgot your earing
My friend ..
In the hands and feet of this beautiful hour
The rivers of feelings and love continue to flow!!
Walking towards a blind alley and then coming back
Or filling of the assonance of water in the yard of lines
Are the images of desertion and union
In the peak of our sounds
Step by Step walking of the lilith slowly in the fortune lines
We see
A river of meeting and separation that flows and glows
Listen
To the extent of vision
Behind the dunes of the moments
There is a wild desert of some dreams
(III)
This heart even
Listens to the footfall of the shadows
That at times rise in your dreamy eyes
A solitude Which had touched the shores of a deserted cold figure
A silence
That had established slyly even in an accent
Has now become the companion of the last gloom
Which is being dissolved in the vessels of our inner selves
And now
There are ornaments of some promises in the devoted ears
In the peaks of syllables
Hushed meanings,
Are desperately looking for their ways for expression
So let me inquire about the Lilith of nights
Who is dreamy and drowsy in the arms of this bond
At this very cold moment
At the boundary of promise
I want to hold your visage in my trembling hands
I want to put the flowing tears
Of my gain
Of my loss
At your palm
Where the rivers of fortunate lines flows and glows
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