Akşam Erken İner Mapushaneye [English translation]

so early falls the night over our prison

it does not help

even if you were a dragon

even if you are fight competent

even if you are a handsome smart-hearted

nothing of use to you

it is Sneaking sharply

to bring you the sorrow and longing

so early falls the night over our prison

with its seven iron arms

with his seven gates

beyond one of it .. Your crying garden

against and below the wall

three branched night prime rose

three wet-rooted violet flowers

the same fears are there with the beloved

same clouds and same strikes of the waves

prison is putting the darkness

suffering of the soul

one maltian sings the song " a pride fro kurdistan "

I am residing in the floor bed

I do everything

clown .. Butler … or a fresh one

sometimes I say .. I am to be shot or fade away

get naked in the fight

I pretend being a hero

sometimes a friend and others as an enemy

I am neither this nor that

passing by barrels with peaks

and barrels full of sharp peaks

and police patrol

watching my weapon

finished the half of my cigarette with one breath

filling my chest with the smoke

or killing my self

you may say " what you are doing "

but early the night will fall

outside the spring with its youth

I love you

crazily