My perception beyond current life
Where does reality resides?

My heart is not on speaking terms with my tongue
So as my tongue with my hearth
While my heart resents my tongue for its inability to express feelings,
My tongue resents my heart for contemplating about inexpressible things.

As I have an exquisite taste
I won’ t settle for second best
which I translate as second rate
I am demanding so be prepared

I am subtle but strong
I have my ways of being in control
I am hostile
I am wild
But don’t worry I will be just and kind

I am a woman
I am a child
I am bold but I can be quiet
I am honest and I like to fight

I am passionate
I am dilettante
Also I have a clumsy tongue
I can make everything all right
Because I have a big heart

If I have hope I will talk
For sure I will support
I will observe
I will stall
It is the hush before the storm

I may cry but I will bear
I may be hurt but I will sustain
If I seem weak
Don’ be fooled
I will come back and I will obtain

I, the fragile child
A broken glass is my heart
Bitter grief, I came to know
Before all in life
They call me hostile
Yet, I am fragile
Hidden from everyone
My solitaire, these tears are
They quail before the fire in my eyes
They quail before the poison on my tongue
They quail before the everlasting,
Bold fortitude of mine
They say: A crag is one,
Delirious mountain peak is my other side
Yet, if I be no such
How am I to protect this child?
Crazy pomegranate tree is one,
Ice Palace is my other side

Consciousness is frozen
Love consumes my wit
Weariness is upon my heels
Longer I stay awake
Sooner I forget
And my existence finds its reality and form

It is my cigarette smoke
What makes me weep
Weeping like the raving rivers
After the mighty storm
More I weep
Sooner I forget
And my existence finds its reality and form

Life is free of rhyme
And I’ ve been singing this song for a while
My broom made of wicker follows me around
They say cleanliness comes from the faith
And I recall
Wiping those floors before

My flesh is as cold as a corpse
Still moisture gathered in drops
I stare at my reflection on the mirror
Trying to reveal my lonely, cruel soul
Getting darker and darker after every storm
More I stare Sooner I forget
And my existence finds its reality and form

The summary of life is a long nasty rape
Sole salvation is to suffer death
Impossible to intervene inevitable fate
More desperate I get
Sooner I forget
And my existence finds its reality and form
However my soul resides at a far away land

Is this how you know, you are in love?
While his presence diminishing in your life gradually
And your feelings pan out as a new kind of religion, irrelevantly!

Don't simply promise, whisper a song
While floating in emptiness
Thinking what went wrong
This strayed soul of mine
Devoted still somehow.

Wish me sweet dreams
On the verge of loneliness
A souls inevitable death
Emotions devoured by distress
And i don't believe in fate
As staggered as I am
Lying on your chest...

Tell me a story
Why this sorrow however charming
Hesitation is imaginary warning
And reality binding
Tuning the agitation of mind
Yet you wish to stay silent perhaps
Candlelight moments overlap
Even maybe collapse
Hung by a thread
Mind is a dark cove
Many battles have been fought
You distort
I strum...
This is what they always thought

Agaclar kabullenmistir birbirini temassiz sevmeyi
Ve kuslar bilir mevsimi geldimi gocup gitmeyi
Ruzgar ise bencildir her zaman ki gibi
Ne gunesli gunlerde esesi gelir
Ne de durmak bilir gunu geldimi
Dalgalari ise hic is edinmemistir kendisi
Ve bunlardan da farkli kumsalin hikayesi...
Hayali kisilerin gorunmeyen ayak izleri...
Ve onlarin sana kendini hatirlatan efsanevi sevgisi...
Ve bir cift el, bir dokunus, bir temas ile
O sevginin senin icinde yeniden can bulma mucadelesi...
Bir sehrin yoklugu, yoksunlugu degil...o
Senin ki...
Hep aglamakli ise gozleri sehrin degil,
Senin ki...

O kadinlar ki 

En azindan kucuk gonul pencerelerinden dunyaya umutla baktilar
Lakin nice adamlar Huzun ve kalp kirikligi ile
Kendilerini kucuk pencerelerden dahi mahrum biraktilar
O kadinlar ki
Sevgi ile hizmet ederken sevgilerini kabarttilar
Ve umit ettiklerini duyunca
Tarifsiz, saf mutluluklara nail oldular
Ve o kadinlar ki
Duslerini satip yeni dusler satin aldilar
Lakin nice adamlar
O, bu ve benzeri; zayif, sisman, guzel, cirkin nice kadinlardan korktular
Ve o gun yuzu gormeyen sevgilere sebep oldular

Geceleri soguk
Gunes gozlerini kapattiginda bu sehre
O zaman al gonul sazini sen eline
Ve birer birer sevda turkulerini soyle
Ne sen usuyesin
Ne de "o" usur!