Vurulmuşum dağların kuytuluk bir boğazındaVakitlerden bir sabah namazındaVurulmuşum yatarım kanlı upuzun
Kirvem hallarımı böyle yazRivayet sanadır belkiGülmemeler değil buDomdom kurşunuParamparça ağzımdaki
Vurulmuşum dağların kuytuluk bir boğazındaVurulmuşum düşüm gecelerden de karaCanım alırlar ecelsiz sığdıramam kitaplaraVurulmuşum düşüm gecelerden de kara
Ahmed Arif
I've been shot in a secluded strait of mountainsIt was about the morning prayer timeI've been shot, i lie in blood, at full length
My kirve, write my story as such (*)Or it might be taken as rumorIt's not breasts of roseIt's a domdom bullet (**)All in pieces that's in my mouth (or, in my mouth that's all in pieces)
I've been shot in a secluded strait of mountainsI've been shot, my dream is even darker than the nightsThey take my life before my appointed time, i can't squeeze it to fit into booksI've been shot, my dream is even darker than the nights