YAŞ 35 CAHİT SITKI TARANCI ŞİİRLERİ-AYŞE KULİN İSKENDER. 1 like. Book. This Page is automatically generated based on what Facebook users are interested in, and not affiliated with or endorsed by anyone associated with the topic. Cahit Sıtkı Tarancı 35 yaş şiirinin ingilizcesi. Cahit Sıtkı Tarancı’ya ait şiirlerin ingilizceleri. İngilizceye çevrilmiş Cahit Sıtkı Tarancı şiirleri, poems.
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Why are you seen like an enemy; mirrors I have expected as a friend for years. An Elephant Called Buddha.
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If I have any love today. Is this face with wrinkle, my God? The letters having my name and address on them. Who chait where, how, when?
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What for are you so pensive uncle stork? I know how to climb trees. Will you proceed into siireri night with nothing in your hands? Now I see that we are fellow sufferers. My People Where are you going sister cloud? Create a free website or blog at WordPress.
I wish you could be my interpreter, introduce me to the fish, to wild birds and flowers, say to them about me: They say she set forth on a long journey; Has anyone seen the ship? The sea becomes our shadow in the sun. All these breezy nights, The sound of water, the moonlight, The long-lasting songs of crickets This joy, this friendly talk This sweet sleeplessness These are all for you My beautiful brunette darling… -Translated by R.
And purple circles under my eyes? Are no longer mine. We can unfurl the sail one morning. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. Unfortunately death is for everybody.
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Nikki Skies I am a lover of perseverance.
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Our first love is something like a dream, I find strange even its memory now. Anna Cottage Welcome to Anna’s Blog. The Bland Blog Things you don’t care about and why they matter to me. Go make others happy. Then cahih are the same as me. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. I can also manage breaking stones, making fires, cooking food.
You are knocking in vain. It is for the flowers in my garden. Discover A daily selection of the best content published on WordPress, collected for you by humans who love to read. Time changes the person I am not the one in the picture whichever I look at Where is those days, those enthusiasm, those excitement? Each new day brings a new touble, And man can discover all these just at this age.
Are you feeling doleful at this time of the night?
What funeral is this? I am not this pleasant man.
I Want A country i want a country let the sky be blue, the bough green, the cornfield yellow let it be a land of birds and flowers. Our loneliness grows gradually. It is half of way We are in the middle of life like Dante Jewel in our young ages Begging, imploring is useless now, It goes with having no pity on.
A daily selection of the best content published on WordPress, collected for you by humans who love to read. Why are the birds wandering in the sky? Our ways seperate one by one, With the friends we had begun living.