İskorpit [English translation]

He had settled down in a town close to Mugla

He left his girl, and opened a little seafood restaurant

He was so happy

The sea, the sun, and some books

Everything was going so nicely

But one day, he saw her

She came to his workplace, and there was someone with her

Suddenly his heart, it was broken

Then he went outside

The sun, it went down into infinity

He quietly watched them from afar

They were laughing in the candle light, holding hands

The good old days with her, they flashed through his mind

He lit up one cigarette, then yet another

And when she left

Slowly the vulnerability within him turned into a jealous rage

He went back inside

He fried them the best fish of the day, with his own hands

Made a salad, poured oil upon it and squeezed a lemon

Then prepared a sauce made of the venom of a stonefish

And poured it on top of the fish with his shedded tears

They never awoke again

And he never slept again