TE16 Turkish Delight

İlhan Sami Çomak bingöl

Bingöl, the evening grows all day long Bingöl, a dark and lonely salute goes out on the street Bingöl, holds my hand with its open wound Bingöl, the voice of Sheikh Said got entangled into his turban, it still resonates Bingöl, we are going to the market under a tense sky, to buy blue things Bingöl, distance meanders towards Murat it meanders Bingöl, we have no train no station, we come quietly. This time hey! Bingöl, I lost my marbles, oh kid good luck to whomever finds them! Bingöl, the sun keeps tiring us, I miss you very much Bingöl, I swam until there’s no more water in the lake, undress and hold me Bingöl, with the stones’ long words ask and ask about me love me before the Bridge Bingöl, your light and your name suit us well, my hair is very curly Bingöl, it is late, I am slowly advancing towards your feet Bingöl, suddenly with the sound of shadow I am pulling away from the wind Bingöl, my pillow and my blanket are nicely flying towards you Bingöl, “And” I am starting by pouring fire into the womb of the earth 204