TÜRKÇE

 

Ben bu çağda ,özgürlük vadedemem ona.
Esaretten uzak tutamam gözlerini,
Sevgiyi koyamam ellerine.
Çiçekler solmaz, güneş hiç batmaz diyemem,
Anlatamam umudu o taze yüreğine.
Her uçan güvercin barış getiremez diyemem,
Bir avuç mutluluğu seremem önüne.
Ben bu çağda iyi ve güzel insanlar güler,

Her masal, mutlu sonla biter diyemem.

ENGLISH

 

In this era, I can’t talk about freedom to him.
I can’t keep his eyes away from captivity,
I can’t place love in his palms.
I can’t say flowers don’t wilt and the sun doesn’t sink,
I cannot describe hope to his fresh heart
I can’t tell him, that each flying dove brings peace
I can’t unfurl a handful of happiness in front of him.
In this age, I cannot claim
That fair and beautiful people are happy,
That fables have happy endings.

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