Gölge Shadow

Gölge

Mor dağların gölgesi
Ve unutkanlık
Daha fazlası yok,
Vadilerin uğultusu
Ve ağrıyan kalbim.
Asıl şimdi
Başa dönüyoruz
Aşiret ve soy tarihinde yalnız,
Bu dağ başında
Bulduğumuz hüzün
Bizim değil
Geçmişin…
 

Shadow

The velvet shadow of mountains
forgetfulness
and nothing more –
humming of valleys
my aching heart.
Now we're going back to the source,
back to our roots.
Alone in the history of our tribe and race.
Melancholy waits
at the top of the mountain –
it's the past's grief
not ours –
 

Shadow

The shadow of purple mountains
And forgetfulness
There is nothing more,
The humming of the valleys
And my aching heart.
We are now
Heading back to the start
Only in the history of tribe and heritage/descent,
At the top of this mountain
The sadness we find
Is not ours
It is the past’s…
 

Original Poem by

Bejan Matur

Translated by

Canan Marasligil with Jen Hadfield Language

Turkish

Country

Turkey