The Poetry of Muhsin Ilyas Subaşı

Nothing but drunkards 

 

Those with no souls have heads like empty shells

They who grow without love have hearts as hard as stones

Don’t be fooled when you see this kind walking about sober

Never having tasted love, they are nothing but drunkards

 

 

 

Içinde ruh yok, kafalar boş gibidir,

Sevgisiz büyüyen yürekler taş gibidir,

Ayık gezdiğine bakmayın siz onların,

Tatmışsa aşkı, hepsi sarhoş gibidir…

 

 

 

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