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Apr 8, 2011

Apprehentice Wanted



My hands are good at art, Master
My tongue at curse, my heart at pain
Does death always result to me,
Result to me Master?

Which way is love, Master? 
Which way is grief?
Does loneliness always result to me,
Result to me, Master?

Which way is the foreign land?
Which way is home?
Does longing always result to me,
Result to me, Master? 

Çırak aranıyor - şiir çevirisi 
Original poem: REFİK DURBAŞ
Translated by Sihirli Yazılar

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