Kasım Kobakçı Şiirleri - Şair Kasım Kobakçı

How can the roads be folded,
To your laziness,
So much of them,
To be passed.

And,

Coming back from horse races,
I saw a woman in green,
Ass and chest everywhere -- across,
An unconscious soul passing by.

As drunk and sexy as a green antelope,

Don't trust the spring, don't trust the summer,
Abril turns to winter and fall comes,
Neither the wind nor the frost,
Absence comes, little income comes.

The foundations you build are destroyed one by one,

Bir şeyler zarar görüyor,
Tükendikçe kelimeler,
Kim affeder ölümü,
Uzun gecelerde.

Doğurganlığın o kutsal dürtüsü,

Güneşin her akşam hüzünle battığı,
Bu kahrolası yalnızlık girdabında,
Takılı kaldı gözlerim,
Ufkun üzerindeki buz sütunlarına,
Umut dolu sonsuz hayallerin,
Derinliklerine daldı yüreğim.

Sanki zapt edilemez gençliğimizi,
Bulamamış gibi gülmüyorsun hiç,
Yüreğin gölgesi düşmüş gözlere,
Hayallerin izleri kırılmış anılarda,
Hüzünle kaplanmış dağlarımız.

I am an Anatolian child,
A little crazy,
Does the one who looks at the world with pity gets angry?
Did he love, forests burning in him,
A pistol from years without lies,
I'm not afraid of snakes as much as I'm afraid of lies.

I am crazy,
You're crazy for me,
We're burning ships,
Without thinking.

You crazy,

Not with fear, not with gentleness,
I came with my hand on my heart,
Open the door and see what I say.
From one hand, from one eye,
From your teeth to your lips.

One day when the end comes,
Without anyone noticing,
I will run away,
No one will cry for me that day.

I owe myself only,