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MONA ROSA

MONA ROSA
 
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
The roses of Geyve and the white bed
The bird with a broken wing wants mercy
Oh, they will ensanguined with blood because of you
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
 
Dirty jackals howl at the moon,
Rabbits look at the mountain timidly.*
Mona Rosa, there is something wrong with me today
The rain falls to the ground in huge drops
Dirty jackals howl at the moon.
 
Don't open your window, draw the curtains,
Mona Rosa, I shouldn't see you.
One look will suffice for me to be dead.
Understand Mona Rosa, I am a lunatic.
Don't open your window, draw the curtains.
 
Olive trees, willow shade,
Come to light with me.
An engagement ring, a door sound
Remind me of you all the time.
Olive trees, willow shade.
 
Lilies bloom in the most deserted areas
And there is pride in every wildflower.
The wind waiting behind a candle
Keeps rocking my lightless soul.
Lilies bloom in the most deserted areas.
 
Your hands, your hands, and your fingers
Are like crushing a garnet.
A woman is understood from her hands,
Like touring at the bottom of the sea.
Your hands, your hands, and your fingers.
 
How fast the time flies Mona!
It's twelve, the lights are gone
Sleep and may cranes appear in your dream
Don't look weirdly at the sky this much.
How fast the time flies Mona!
 
Pipits come in the evenings,
They perch on the fig trees of my garden.
Some are white, some are yellow.
Oh, should they shoot me instead of a bird!
Pipits come in the evenings.
 
And I, Mona Rosa, find you
In the glances of pipits.
Fill this empty sail with life
Your innocent glances at the water edge.
And I, Mona Rosa, find you.
 
Don't look at my face injuredly, Rosa.
You haven't listened to ballads from me.
My love is not suited to every instrument.
A bullet sings the most beautiful song.
Don't look at my face injuredly, Rosa.
 
Now believe me, immigrant girl,
Listen to and accept my confession.
A cold, an odd, a blue ache**
Pervaded all sides of me.
Now believe me, immigrant girl.
 
Spica grows after the rains,
Fruits ripen with patience.
One day, look into my eyes deeply
You'll understand why the dead lives.
Spica grows after the rains.
 
Gold bracelets, that scented skin
Should answer to that bloody bird feather.***
Such a feather that perishes if you smile,
Such a feather that is closed for day and night.
Gold bracelets, that scented skin.
 
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
The roses of Geyve and the white bed
The bird with a broken wing wants mercy
Oh, they will ensanguined with blood because of you
Mona Rosa, black roses, white roses
 
Sezai KARAKOC
 
Nesivena


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