Sen Orda Yoksun [English translation]

A black and white picture

was the man in my dreams.

I threw my goblet at your face.

I'm resentful at the lack of your arrival,

the lack of your insight, the lack of your feeling

You are absent

when I call out for you.

In my thirst, in my hunger

You are absent...

If I'd run (to you), if I'd hug

If I'd hold on, you are not there.

In the dark abyss of my soul

You are absent...

So meaningless, so strange

those self-deceptive lies (I told myself)

I believed in an impossible dream

My discontent is for your impossibility

for your silence, for your distance

You are absent

when I call out for you.

In my thirst, in my hunger

You are absent...

If I'd run (to you), if I'd hug

If I'd hold on, you are not there

In the dark abyss of my soul

You are absent...