Bilmezdim [English translation]

I wouldn't know this trouble

Keep away me from my left part (heart)

And keep away you from your way.

I wouldn't know from my most quiet side

There will be nimbus clouds in July nights

And I'll sweat in the stormy mornings.

I wouldn't know even I want more

I will make shift with the less.

My distant side fall in love with my near side

And the opposite, though.

Are you offended to me?

You, the person -always- on my tongue

If we are resentful, let me tell you:

It has been a long time pass three days*

And here burnt smell winds hit my face

I'm so cold that I can't even breathe

They are in a park in the nearst right

The morbid words clinging on my throat

The words don't obey no more

They call secret to the love

They marry their noisy letters with the silence

Viz, they left their private feelings to the last

My silent scream, didn't yo get tired? -from my tongue-

Your place is in my clutter

Recover yourself/myself..

*In our tradition/religion, people shouldn't stay offended each other more than three days.