ROSE

Seated at the core of the rose I weep 
As I die in the street each night 
Ahead and beyond all unmindful 
Pang upon pang of dark diminution 
Of eyes upheld blissful with life 

Your hands are in my caress into dusk 
Hands forever white forever white 
Cast into my soul icicles of fright 
A train a while at the station 
A man who lost the station to me 

On my face I rub the rose 
Fallen forlorn over the pavement 
And cut my body limb by limb 
Bloodgush doomsday madmusic 
On the horn a gypsy is reborn


Cemal SÜREYA


Çeviri: 
Talât Sait HALMAN