Even if I lose you
from these mirrors,
it is still you
who will be before my eyes
Even if I cannnot hold your hands
or cover your nakedness with white tulle.
The evenings will give you up,
do not forget.
There, where you are looking,
in front of the windows:
time seems to have stopped.
Read my name in the reflecting lights.
The evenings will give you up,
do not forget.
Üzeyir Lokman ÇAYCI
Traduit par by Yakup YURT en français
French free verse translated into English free verse
by Joneve McCormick - 2003
