Sleep Şiiri - Kasım Kobakçı

Sleep,
It doesn't matter if you sleep, my beautiful,
As night turns to day,
If I can't meet you,
Even if it's a dream,
I will enter your bosom..

Your gaze mingled with my gaze,
I've been you all along,
Non,
You know there is no cure,
Beyond that,
It's about murder.

My breath is the smell of fresh meadows,
We talked with the mown grass,
I'm painted green from head to toe,
I enjoy your disappearance,
Your gaze hangs on the highest branches,
Billah I'm here with you too.

Master Atilla İlhan wrote poetry,
Name, I'm obligated to you,
If we read it twice to you,
Just don't be spoiled..

I put out the blind lamp,
The sun is shining,
Black on my window,
Oh my mind boggling,
How can I sleep?

You will look at these stupid poems,
You will be told again
It's seven in the morning;
Sleep fled, hid into the night,
I'm a poetry worker, don't be angry,
I stayed overtime because of you..

Forgive me,
It's not my fault,
On your lips,
Even if your picture,
Kissing your lips,
I'm getting drunk,
From the taste of wine.

Almonds in bloom,
Gocek cut white,
Daffodils, lilacs, harmony,
A breeze reaches the Mediterranean from the Aegean,
Imbats carry your scent.
Even when mixed,
All together anise,
Your love carries from my heart to the night.
You are getting angry at me,
You say don't drink but,
Come and drink,
If it's easy..

You're not there,
I broke my head again
in your absence,
He drinks the water of the sea,
I'm climbing the stars
In the daytime I climbed into the sun,
Get out, you're sober
He said, "Find your head and come like that."
I'm stubborn,
Against the sun,
Just at sunrise tomorrow morning,
I'm going to climb with a glass in my hand.

I'm stubborn girl,
I say two times two five,
I'm on the fifth double,
Devoid of,
I'm on my own,
Not drinking,
What can I stop?

Raki is dancing in my glass,
Table vibrations,
Then a hit from the bottom,
Oh my god,
A strange situation,
OK, that's you.
By Allah,
You are like an earthquake...