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WE WASHED DIRTS OF HEART MEVLANA’To the disciples of heart religion’
We used to walk around carelessly, who we were,
In your route, we were footprints Mevlana,
Our necks are much more thicker, than hair for love,
We came to burn, with it’s fire Mevlana.
We recognise your route, as ours Mevlana,
We took unwariness away, from heart Mevlana,
Our necks are much more thicker, than hair for love,
Tendency was towards to the darling, we loved Mevlana.
Mirror was the eye of comrade, we saw Mevlana,
We closed the note-book of heart Mevlana,
Our necks are much more thicker, than hair for love,
We died for the sake of love Mevlana.
Soul never be without darling, we found Mevlana,
In the dervish lodge, we were slaves Mevlana,
Our necks are much more thicker, than hair for love,
We washed dirts of heart Mevlana.
With admission, we sweared off Mevlana,
We helped to the ones, who’re in trouble Mevlana,
Our necks are much more thicker, than hair for love,
We’re burned by the fire of love, became mature Mevlana.
Poem: Can AKIN
Translated by: Nilufer DURSUN
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