Bir kıtanın en ücra noktası,
Bir bebeğin ilk adımları,
Bir yudum kahvenin hazzı,
Bu muydu mutluluk?
Deniz kenarında gitar çalan adam,
Yanında ona eşlik eden arkadaşı,
Ritmi tutturan dalgalar,
Bu muydu huzur?
Eline batan kıymık,
Aşamadığın engeller,
Kalkamadığın düşüşler,
Bu muydu üzüntü, acı?
Sevmeyi unutmak,
Ağlayamamak,
En sevdiğine dokunamamak,
Bu muydu ölüm?
Ölüm huzurdu insana aslında.
Ölüm cennetti,
Sonsuza ermekti, unuttu ki.
Mutluluk ağlayabilmekti,
Mutluluk üzülmeyi unutmamaktı, o hiç mutlu olmadı ki.
Acı hissedememekti, o bilmezdi ki.
İnsan büyüdü, olgunum dedi.
Hisler neydi ki?
Unuttu insanlık bildiklerini,
Unuttu kimliklerini.
Üzüntü ağlamaktır dedi,
Ağlamak mutluluktu oysaki.
Ölüm acıdır dedi,
Ölüm huzurdu, bilmiyordu ki.
Sessizliğe yalnızlık dedi,
Sessizlik en güçlü sesti halbuki.
Kırmızıya ölüm dedi,
Kırmızı hayattı unuttu ki.
The remotest point of a continent,
A baby’s first steps
The pleasure in a sip of coffee,
Was this happiness?
A man playing guitar by the sea
His friend accompanying him,
The waves that keep the rhythm,
Was this peace?
A splinter in your hand,
obstacles you cannot overcome,
Falls you can’t get up,
Was it sadness, pain?
forgetting how to love
can’t cry,
Not being able to touch your loved one,
Was this death?
In fact, death was peace.
Death was heaven
It was forever, he forgot.
Happiness was being able to cry,
Happiness was not forgetting to be sad, he was never happy.
It was not being able to feel pain, he didn’t know.
The person has grown, he said I am mature.
What were the feelings?
Humanity has forgotten what they know,
Forgotten their identity.
He said sadness is crying,
Crying was happiness.
He said death is pain,
Death was peace, he didn’t know.
He called the silence loneliness,
Silence is the strongest sound.
He said death to red,
Red was life, he forgot.
