Yazık [English translation]

Unfortunately when you look at it, it doesn't even look like the past.

Neither does it look like a piece of peace nor does it resemble chilldhood joys.

It's like a tribe migrated over me,

nobody even turned around and looked.

S/he didn't ask,

s/he didn't ask, ''Are you okay?''

Again, I couldn't manage to die.

I couldn't stay far away from the ghost of you.

I couldn't curse again, I just poured

your all surrounding yearning into my essence of being.