Tears Bloom Too Şiiri - Kasım Kobakçı

Wherever my hands touch,
Screaming, life writhes,
And the clothes of deceased friends,
Once again, mothers reached out,
Laundry boxes,
Tears bloom too.

Children who suddenly start playing,
As lively and temperamental as their voices,
As fresh and inexperienced as their joy,
Then a posture surrounds you,
Tears bloom too.

The tree branch on which you rest your head,
Look, he bent slightly towards the ground,
The breath of a sleeping child,
Giving yourself as listeners,
Even if the pain covers your face,
To all those who sweat from their neck,
Tears bloom too.

Come closer, even if the pain covers your face,
And how he took the root of the earth,
The waters are colorful, the branches are cherry,
This is how you capture life,
Walk arm in arm, let it touch my soul,
Tears bloom too.