This earth is dark,
Your eyes are dark,
I look off into the distance,
To the mountains, to the plains,
No matter how green they are,
You always emerge from beneath,
Like your coal-black eyes,
Dark, dark, dark…
One day it will cover me,
I will wrap myself in it,
My heart will find peace,
I think this life of mine will end,
But it will stubbornly begin again,
With the sunrise every day…
I am exiled to you,
Don’t think I’ve been free since you left,
I may seem to wander from land to land,
But deep down I crawl, dragged through the dirt…
Beril Yabar
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