time was yellow at that day <br />like a leaf <br />and the woman gave birth to betrayal <br />pure of mother-of-pearl so shown <br />seven harvesting of grapes have been passed <br />with cries and shrieks <br />while seven periods had been overthrown <br /> <br />time was walking lame at that day <br />although it is said to be bloody red <br />the snake was born at once <br />waters have withdrawn slowly / lacking fell down <br />that day <br />northwestwinds have choked a flame <br />gracefully in an ambush <br />and the mill stopped, got down <br />stopped as if waiting for bunches <br />of fame, <br />for dawn <br />and stopped the mill <br />which did not sleep for seven days <br /> <br />Translated by: Richard Mildstone<br /><br />Ahmet Yalcinkaya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-story-2/
