All Around Me Şiiri - Kasım Kobakçı

I'm going abroad,
Bind my wound,
With one long song,
Mama, maybe I'll be back,
Maybe I won't go back,
Behind the mountains, many heads,
My feet are stuck in separation.

I miss my homeland,
My insect, my grass,
I miss my person,
I'm doing it with my own hands,
Long days, apart from each other,
With besieged beauties,
All around me,
I miss my ugliness.

Behind the mountains, many heads,
They rain gold from the sky,
They milk the bird's milk,
Iron from cows,
With besieged civilization,
All around me,
I miss my primitiveness.

It grows my future,
Seed the future,
I smell it with my eyes,
Artificial roses, in heaven,
With besieged angels,
All around me,
I miss my demon.

I know,
As the slope gets smaller,
My beautiful horse will grow,
As it walks its feet will multiply,
On it I will multiply,
Don't wait for me to fall,
With besieged love,
All around me.