Silent Nude
By Fazıl Hüsnü Dağlarca
Do not call me of a night
Love-tied my hands and feet
Do not call
For the dead shall awake
Love-tied my hands and feet
Do not call
For the dead shall awake
They shall awake all and they shall come
Right up to our bedroom
While our stars are moving over
A little way
Right up to our bedroom
While our stars are moving over
A little way
Do I say moving over
Perhaps I’m sleepy that is all
Come closer let them not hear
Do not call me of a night.
Perhaps I’m sleepy that is all
Come closer let them not hear
Do not call me of a night.