Leave the half of the yellow sun
You can take the moon
Doesn't matter if you take the wind too
Leave some clouds also alone
Then I'll find a shade, to cry
And leave some birds,
then let them sing for me.
Every little beauty
wouldnt give you too much of victory
My pain will end slowly and slowly
as it will fade away
with the blowing wind which you had already taken.
Since then
It would be more then enough
If you could only live the half of the yellow sun for me..
E.Elif Tibet
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