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My sweet one

My shy heart keens for you

my poor heart. Where are you?

You with your sweet tongue,

your smile, your eyes a doe's eyes;

my heart seeks you. I ask where you are.

You cry when I cry, and laugh as I do.

You know my heart and my trouble.

You laugh knowing my heart

and it seeks you. Where are you?

My breast hides an unknown wound,

for which no doctor has a cure.

My head is bent with suffering.

I never smile; I seek you. Where are you.

Tatlı Dillim

Translated September 5, 2020

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