Akılla Bir Konuşmam Oldu [English translation]

I had a conversation with the mind, last night

I have some questions, I said.

Source of every information that you are,

You should lead me.

I am tired of living, what shall I do?

Endure it few years more, he said.

What is it, I asked, to live?

A dream, he said; few images.

What is it to have a household, I asked;

To suffer for years

Just to make some merry, he said

What kind of people those tyrants are, I asked;

Wolves, mutts, weasels or so, he said.

What do you say to these man, I asked;

Gutlesses, harebrains, bastards, he said.

That loon heart of mine, I asked;

When will be wise?

After when chastened some more, he said.

What say you to these words of Hayyam, I asked:

I say, he lined the words one under the other,

Had a natter, he said.

Without me these roses, cypresses does not exist.

Red lips, fragrant wines does not exist.

Mornings, nights, joys, sorrows does not exist.

This world exists as long as I think, (If) I do not exist, it does not