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Lyrics: Mehmet Akif Ardic (Akhenaton)
A yearning pain, a grief tonight,
A wounded deer walks in my sight.
When your ghost calls, in glass I peer,
A wounded deer walks in my sight.
No night is dark, no path is stone,
Come to my heart, my graceful one.
Parted from love, with weeping eyes,
A wounded deer walks and cries.
This fragile heart, so faint and frail,
The proof of woe when love prevail.
Singing sad songs through every night,
A wounded deer walks in my sight.
Roses are lovely on their tree,
Adorn my grave with roses, please.
With a crushed heart and weary state,
A wounded deer walks to its fate.
A delicate leaf like spinning tulle,
Is there a flower so beautiful?
My face turned pale, like ash so gray,
A wounded deer walks day by day.
What are you, dream or phantom shade?
Are your lips frozen, darling maid?
Passing the paths of grief and woe,
A wounded deer walks soft and slow.
Let buds and roses weep in grief,
They stole you away, beyond belief.
Ask not the lines upon my brow,
A wounded deer walks even now.
Who cares if I chose this despair,
Drinking from love's first stream of care?
They think I'm glad, but no one knows,
A wounded deer walks as it goes.
Love is a prison, walls around,
Wherever I look, your ghosts abound.
This endless gloom devours my soul,
A wounded deer plays its role.
Unforgotten, those brows so fine,
Your sighs and kisses once were mine.
Weary juniper birds outside my pane,
A wounded deer walks through the rain.