Separation Time Şiiri - Kemal Karayılan

The leaves of the willow tree has yielded silently,
At the time of returning of desolate night into to dawn
I have listened the dawn screams of stock doves
My hands are smelling of cinnamons today
Your skin doesn't heat me anymore

It is raining today as if it's crying after you
When your aeroplane has disappeared between the gray clouds.
There are only a few pictures remaining after those Happy days
And the odour of you that you left on my pillow
It was so beautiful that I can't tell 'it has been lived and finished'

If the sky has worn its gray clothes,
If the sun doesn't smile onto your face,
That means there will be either a separation or death that day
There is a remaining deposit of the memories on my palate still
The nights without moss have been heated by your smile

My eyes dropped off to sleep after your leaving
My room has been orphaned without you.
The pansy at the corner is still sad and felt lack of you.
I have lighted a cigarette
I smoked it deeply as if I was trying to kill myself
My helpless and lonely hands could not go to clean dripping tears of me