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CEVZ AACI	THE WALNUT TREE
Nâzim Hkmet	trans. Richard McKane
Bam köpük köpük bulut, içim dm deniz, ben bir ceviz aacym Gülhane Park'nda, budak budak, erham erham ihtiyar bir ceviz. Ne sen bunun farkndasn, ne polis farknda. Ben bir ceviz aacym Gülhane Park'nda. Yapraklarm suda balk gibi kvl kvl. Yapraklarm ipek mendil gibi tiril tiril, koparver, gözlerinin, gülüm, yan sil. Yapraklarm ellerimdir, tam yüz bin elim var. Yüz bin elle dokunurum sana, stanbul'a. Yapraklarm gözlerimdir, aarak bakarm. Yüz bin gözle seyrederim seni, stanbul'u. Yüz bin yürek gibi çarpar, çarpar yapraklarm. Ben bir ceviz aacym Gülhane Park'nda. Ne sen bunun farkndasn, ne polis farknda.	My head is a foaming cloud, inside and outside I'm the sea. I am a walnut tree in Gülhane Park in Istanbul, an old walnut tree with knots and scars. You don't know this and the police don't either. I am a walnut tree in Gülhane Park. My leaves sparkle like fish in water, my leaves flutter like silk handkerchiefs. Break one off, my darling, and wipe your tears. My leaves are my hands - I have a hundred thousand hands. Istanbul I touch you with a hundred thousand hands. My leaves are my eyes, and I am shocked at what I see. I look at you, Istanbul, with a hundred thousand eyes and my leaves beat, beat with a hundred thousand hearts. I am a walnut tree in Gülhane Park. You don't know this and the police don't either.