THE GATE OF AHMET THE FIRST Massive procession of fires ad slaughters and deaths and massacres Out of such a night you summon me You say enough of this wreck and ravage and enmity let them end at the gate of Ahmet the First never to rear their heads again Let us no longer know assassination Take one step and an expanse opens before us so wide as to never diminish Fires offer no solution hostilities set nothing right Look how far I am from you yet nothing is different Our awakening one morning ruins nothing improves nothing Only love plucks me away only love carries me to places I never knew We trudged long and here we came to a stop. Ilhan Berk
Traduzido por Talat Sait Halman
Nota: Gate of Ahmet the First: one of the entrances to the Sultan's Palace in Istanbul, named after a 17th-century sultan whose peace treaty with Austria put an end to Ottoman expansion westward; the Ottoman Court called itself the Sublime Gate (Topkapi).
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