Translated by Yildiz Moran

QUOTA
 
Once, gleamingly, a vessel I was.
I believed in journey blissful.
Islands there were I thought of blue, sunny, peaceful.
In all my speed to the waves I ran.
You should have seen me then.
 
Once, gleamingly, a vessel I was.
You should have seen me then
You too with me would have come along.

Yet now, in this hour of evening
This last port, myself, where I return
Having sensed, having known, having found.
Remembering that I'd once laughed,
That flight for which I staked all life.

Now in this hour of evening
I am returning having seen, having been, having felt,
On the shore of the ever-craving eyes.

( The World Has Got Into My Eye )