TRUST ONLY YOUR WINGS if one day our love flies away from us, my love, like smoke with a rucksack at its back if our love goes away, my love, somewhere we haven't dreamt of like the dust fallen off from the wing of a butterfly hit by an angel or like a broken branch floating in a waterfall trust only your wings life is a door handle which we hold tightly at the edge of a void we created ourselves and love, a violin that fell into our deepest well when the roads we walk on get narrower and the stairs we step on collapse my love trust only your wings lovers know that spring is a shower of birds the taboos created by those who are unable to love disappear in the childish shades of summer and love goes to pieces in our mouths as autumn dissolves like a piece of yellow candy and if there is talk of an unending winter, my love, beloved, trust only your wings when I hold out my hand to show you the ships there's a captain at the helm fainted by the odour of blood in the horizon a country floating towards the heart of fire and a swarm of locusts coming out of the suitcases as the feathers of doves hit by fighters in the air scatter away my love comb your hair on the ever-changing maps and trust only your wings if they take me away one day with my hands tied to places unknown by my poems and every other soul stand on the rusty shoulder of the world like a migratory bird flown out from my forehead and when you take off heading for my absence fear not, my love fear not trust only your wings (Translated by Cevat Çapan) |