18.05.2024
Nâzım Hikmet Ran - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
In A Prison
I etched your nameon my watch strap with my nails.
You know, there is neither a pocket knife
with an nacrous handle
(they never give to us),
nor a tree that goes up to the clouds.
Maybe there is a tree in the courtyard but
it is forbidden for me
to see the sky above my head...
How many people's home is this place other than me?
I don't know.
I am alone and away from them,
they are all together away from me.
It is forbidden to me
to talk with someone else than myself.
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