Fictions of a Child, by Afsar Timucin

Will time pass through the roots of the reeds,
In the way that memories walk to waters.
Look at the mirrors as much as you rejoice
A war will grow into a sky from the sea

Lovemakings are painted to slumbers,
Because of snowing like exhausted snowflakes.
Fields are now tired of flowers,
Day fled and hid in snug corners.

You are the endless waters of delights
You are the most beautiful river to infinities
You are the best at every love
You are a Chinese wall to solitudes

Will time pass through the clouds
Without leaving a mistake to the memories
You are a snowwhite, sunny night,
There is no room for darknesses in your existence.

├çocu─čun Kurgular─▒, Af┼čar Timu├žin

Zaman ge├žecek mi ├žal─▒ diplerinden
An─▒lar y├╝r├╝r gibi sulara
Bak sevindi─čin kadar aynalara
Bir sava┼č g├Âkle┼čecek denizden

Sevi┼čmeler boyand─▒ uykulara
Yorgun karlar gibi ya─č─▒p gitmekten
Tarlalar art─▒k yoruldu ├ži├žekten
G├╝n gizlendi ka├žarak kuytulara

Bitmeyen sular─▒s─▒n sevin├žlerin
En g├╝zel ─▒rmaks─▒n sonsuzluklara
Sen her sevgide en iyisin
Bir ├žin duvar─▒s─▒n yaln─▒zl─▒klara

Zaman ge├žecek mi bulutlar─▒n i├žinden
Bir yanl─▒┼č b─▒rakmadan an─▒lara
Bembeyaz g├╝ne┼čli gecesin sen
Yer yok varl─▒─č─▒nda karanl─▒klara