9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN
If the site is your love, your love has become a memorial,
I stood on watch, at the night gate,
More than abundance, my love is a blessing,
It's enough for a little of you.
You are the imaginary shadow, in the shape of your face,
You fell into my heart point by point,
Asli's Kerem's Leyla's Mecnun's,
Although it enters my dreams,
Your love has become a memorial in my heart.
A memorialized tomb...
Paganized mortal...
It was delirious ...
The past has evaporated...
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