My Most Beautiful Story

Türkisch

En Güzel Hikâyem

 

kulaklarım patlıyor sessizliğinden
yorgunluğundan
ölüyorum
sinekler yapışıyor vücuduma
gitmiyorlar
yayılıyor kanları
vurduğumda
denizi araladım geçtim
bir aşktan
attım kum torbalarımı
döktüm yaprakları
ama uzandın tenime
hissettim
terim aktı parmak aralarından
bazen , ne yaparsan yap olmuyor
kanım hızlanıyor bazen
damarlarımda
kan çanakları aynada
levham boynumda
bir yapbozu tamamlarken
bakıyorum
büyük parçan eksik
kalbin olduğu
bazen bir vücudu sarıyorum
banıp parmağımı
tadına bakıp
gözümü sevmeye karartıp
yapamıyorum
bazen...

acı bir tat kalıyor
ağzımda
bazen yutup
unutup
bazen tükürüyorum
bazen ayılıp
uyanıp bir nefesle yanımda
adı yok
sırtı var bana dönük
bükük
soğuğa çeviriyorum suyu
ağlıyorum
bakıp içine
ayılamayıp anlayamıyorum
bazen..

derimin altında
başarılı ayrılık notları
yazılmış , çöpe atılmış
intihar mektupları
vuruyorum sokaklara bedenimi
hayallere
hayatımı yine omuzlarıma
acımı alsınlar diye sığınıp
kurtaracak kadınlara
15 dakkamı
bazen..

bitti
zor oldu ama bitti
yapamadım benim
başka bir kalbi
bedenin zayıftı, kalbin güçlüydü
belki
haritası ama çok
silikti
sert bir şeydi iliklerimde
aşk
dayandım , ittim
sığmadı , kanırmadı girmedi
ama
sıktım pis kanı
akıttım yaramdan
iyileştirmeye yaladım
geçmişti
sanki
soktum neşteri göğsüme
inanmaya halim kalmadı
diye
bitti
zor oldu ama bitti
bazen..

korkma
bilirim acıyı
tedaviyi
imkansızlığın kekremsi tadını
dün insanlara baktım
kendi kirli camımdan
terkedilmişler çoktan
yaradan
tarafından

ben kesilene kadar yüzdüm ama
görünmeyince karan
bıraktım kendimi battım
bir taş gibi
yanmıştı , çizilmişti ama
sayrettim ağlayarak
sabredip
çok sevdiğim bir filmi
artık yalnız senin için
üzülüyorum
bitti
zor oldu ama
bitti

benim de zaten hiç gücüm yok
yüzüm yok hiç
umudum yok
ama bil ki
farklı bir hayaldi
işkenceydi bazen
bazen çok güzeldi
ama anlıyorum sesinden
kurtulmuşsun
sen
nokta konmuş bitmiş
en güzel hikayem

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Englisch

My Most Beautiful Story

Versions: #1#2

My ears are exploding from the quietness,
I'm dying from the tiredness.
Flies are clinging to my body, They aren't going...
When I hit them, blood is spreading.
I seperated the sea, I passed from a love,
I threw my sand pouch, I touched leaves...
but it's as if you've laid down, I felt my skin
and my sweat flowed amongst my fingers.

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.
Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

My blood is speeding up in my veins from time to time,
My signs are in my neck, the blood plates in the mirror.
I'm looking while a jigsaw puzzle is being completed...
Your heart became a big part that was made incomplete.
Sometimes I'm enwrapped to a body.
Dip into my finger, look at the savour,
my eyes aren't trying to make love dim out.

Sometimes, whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.
Sometimes, whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

A bitter taste is staying in my mouth.
Sometimes I swallow, forget, then I spit it out.
Sometimes I realize the facts, wake up, with a breath by my side...it has no name, it has a ridge
To me it's curved, and it's twisted.
I'm turning to cold, I'm crying for water,
Look inside..I'm not sobering up, and I'm not understanding.

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.
Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Underneath my skin, successful parting notes were written.
Suicidal notes were tossed.
I'm hitting the streets, my body is to it's imaginings, my life is again on my shoulders.
My pain will take refuge and break free of women so that it will go away...
is it 15 minutes?sometimes..

Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.
Sometimes, Whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

It's over.
It was hard, but it's over.
I could not create another heart.
your body was skinny, perhaps you had a strong heart.
It is a map, but it was so dull...
It was a rough thing having love in my bone marrow,
I endured it; I pushed and it didnt fit, It didnt force back and it didn't enter
but I squeezed and dirty blood
poured from my wounds
To improve it I licked it, Like it had passed
then I slide a knife into my chest
because my condition to believe didnt stay...
It's over. It was hard, but it's over.

Sometimes, whatever you do, it doesn't happen, Sometimes.
Sometimes, whatever you do, It doesn't happen, Sometimes.

Don't be scared, I know hurt, and treatment
Impossibleness' sour taste
Yesterday I looked at people, one's own grime from my mosque
They were abandoned from their wounds.

Untill you interrupted me, I swam but
when you weren't looking, I left a decision to myself
I sank like a rock...
It burned, It was crossed out, but by crying I watched patiently
a film that I loved so much
Now, for you alone I'm sad.
It's over. It was hard, but it's over.

I already have no strength,
I have no face, I have no hope,
but know that it was quite a different fantasy.
It was torture, occasionally it was beautiful
but I understand from your voice
you got away
the stop was entered, it ended
my most beautiful story...

That was hard, I tried my best Enjoy.

Von burcubr am Fr, 13/08/2010 - 09:15 eingetragen
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