People shut within the walls of torment
Cannot think of freedom with empty stomachs.
Pigeons\u2019 wings in their eyes,
Spread out their dreamy antennas;
They start being aware of themselves.
One day the roads become illuminated,
Suddenly the black walls come tumbling down;
Every living creature takes its place.
When the toiling hands desire,
When the hearts are filled with love
Peace becomes the writing in the sky.
The whole world should be at peace,
Friendly both at birth and at death.
The noble rule of our lives:
Peace, Love Peace, Love Peace\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O\u011fuz Tansel<\/strong> People shut within the walls of tormentCannot think of freedom with empty stomachs.Pigeons\u2019 wings in their eyes,Spread out their dreamy antennas;They start being aware of themselves.One day the roads become illuminated,Suddenly the black walls come tumbling down;Every living creature takes its place.When the toiling hands desire,When the hearts are filled [\u2026] <\/p>\n
Translated by Nil\u00fcfer Mizano\u011flu Reddy
\u00c7N \u2013 \u00c7eviri Edebiyat\u0131, September, 2007, Volume: 1, No: 4, p.137.
World of Tales, Elips Kitap, 2012<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"