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| Umbrella | |
| By genbilim | ||
| 18 June 2007 | ||
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The lovely tramway in Beyoglu Must be Kurdish Because you can’t see the sea from its windows In mountains where people are killed I still believe I’ll see A sign “Beware of Gazelles” While taking my evening hike on a forest path. Which is a war in my lovely country All glasses have been broken Mothers have waited Like a carafe The tear-drops of children Sitting by the windows of their houses. When the cotton curtain of Hotel Madimak sets on fire One more time our hopes are swaddled We’ll teach them how to walk Again how to speak from the beginning She says it wasn’t a story like in the books Our lovely ash girl, Cinderella. It is a little street down from a sea, my country Amorphous rocks on the street, All asphalt black rocks can be seen But our socialist side is an umbrellaWhile running behind a seagull Without lacing shoes To trip and fall down Is a BAM! Shoelaces come untied for them Handful of children of freedom. A hat, you wear on most occasions is individual The only rule of walking is To release the wind for preventing inversion of the umbrella.
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