Saheserim
My Masterpiece
Asik oldugum zamanlarda
Siir yazmak adetim degildi.
Halbuki asil saheserimi
Onu en cok sevdigimi
Anladigim zaman yazdim.
Onun için bu siiri
Ilk önce ona okuyacagim
It is not my habbit to write poems
When I'm in love,
But I composed my true masterpiece
When I realized
That she was the one I loved best.
Therefore I shall read this poem
To her first.
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Karya pribadiku
Waktu aku asliMenulis Siir bukan pengakuan.Namun, pemilik bangsawanAku sangat mencintainyaKetika saya mengerti, saya menulisnya.
Baginya siiri iniAku akan membacakannya dulu
Bukan kebiasaan saya menulis puisiSaat aku sedang jatuh cinta,Tapi saya menyusun karya sejati sayaSaat aku sadarItulah yang paling saya cintai.
Oleh karena itu saya akan membaca puisi iniUntuk dia pertama
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