Manolya

ILK BARIŞ
          1943'te başladı ilk ağlayış 
          Savaşın ortasında bir barış, 
          Savaş'ın Kardeşi Barış. 
          Yola Kurtalan Ekspres'le başlayış; 
          Ekvator'dan Kutuplar'a varış.
          
          Yıllar akıp gidiyor, Barış, İsyan eyleme! 
          Zaten "Adam olacak çocuk." diye, 
          Ders verdin yediden yetmiş yediye. 
          2023'ü unutmadık biz, merak etme.
          Bizim adımıza selam söyle Gülpembe'ye.
          
          Saymadım, kaç yıl oldu?
          Siz söyleyin kızılcıklar,oldunuz mu? 
          Barış gitti, memleket sustu,
          Tüm cihan yasa boğuldu; 
          Kurudu kavaklar dere boyu.
          
          Ülkeler gezdin, sayısı yüz elliden fazla.
          Ondan mı yoksun Barış? Göremedim seni Moda'da. 
          Türküler söyleniyor uzaklarda 
          Ama ne dönence geliyor artık 
          Ne de Sarı Çizmeli Mehmet Ağa.

Firavun, Musa'ya "falan filan" diyo'du
          ONUN DA SONU Bİ GÜN GELDİ

bizim nesil çok zeki ama beyinleri onlardan alınmış gibi

comment ça va iyi misin mi yoksa nasılsın mı

Aklımdan çıkmaz ilk temas
          Dudağını öptüm ilk defa
          Dedim ki kendime git yavaş!
          Çünkü basmaya başladı birden aşk
          Varlığın bile Tanrıya iltifat, ederim itiraf
          Seni tanımlayamaz hiçbi' laf
          Edelim izdivaç, çekilip inzivaya, gizli saklı

Gün gelir sizi tarih kitaplarında okuruz

bana öyle bir şarkı verin ki hikaye yazayım

It's surprising you're always unpredictable
          You're fascinating, unique, ahead of the curve
          You stand out among the crowd
          You're pretty, cool, more valuable
          Want you want to touch you want you in my embrace
          So you can never escape me
          But baby I'm smarter than others
          I will bring you to me willingly without you even knowing
          
          (Two, three)
          Never let you know, yeah
          You would never known
          That pop, pop, pop inside of me, baby
          Hope you will get it automatically
          'Cause I don't wanna say directly
          Don't cross the line we keep it secret
          And I'm happy with it (Shh)
          (Mm-mm) Never let you know (Oh, oh)
          
          Good food and a good love
          Good roof all over you (She can get you there)
          Hate while when you play game
          Sandwich make it juicy (She can get you that)
          Kiss and a hug a little bit of indifference
          Cheering you up when you hit your bottom
          Compliments you will never find out that's lie
          And feelings that you have power over me
          
          Want to lick you want to tear you apart want to squeeze you till you pop
          So you can never escape me
          But baby I'm smarter than others
          I will bring you to me willingly without you even knowing
          
          (Two, three)
          Never let you know, yeah
          You would never known
          That pop, pop, pop inside of me, baby
          Hope you will get it automatically
          'Cause I don't wanna say directly
          Don't cross the line we keep it secret
          And I'm happy with it (Shh)
          (Mm-mm) Never let you know (Mm)
          
          Good food and a good love
          Good roof all over you (She can get you there)
          Hate while when you play game
          Sandwich make it juicy (She can get you that)
          Kiss and a hug a little bit of indifference
          Cheering you up when you hit your bottom
          Compliments you will never find out that's lie
          And feelings that you have power over me

Hey, Elena, what are you doing?
          Sitting there dazed all day
          What kind of fantasy are you dreaming?
          
          Dreaming of getting married?
          Dream of making money?
          Really, Elena, you’re so foolish.
          With all this chaos today
          You’re not a beetle like that.
          
          A beetle on the vinyl flooring,
          The only friend Elena has.
          Even loneliness starts to resemble her.
          
          When loneliness starts to look like you,
          It slowly draws near
          And gazes at the sad Elena.
          Don’t cry. You’re pretty face,
          Your lovely makeup will be ruined.
          
          As the long day ends and night brings excitement,
          In every alley of drifting clouds,
          Lonely people search for love.

Beautiful... Aren't they?
          
          Yes... Only I can't remember
          
          Well, I'm sure you do. 
          
          (?)Yes of course
          
          Look. Heheh. They say that bumblebees shouldn't be able to fly. The scientists. 
          
          But- but there it is! Collecting pollen! 
          
          How... Miraculous that it came to be... The air. Feel. The air. Against your face, Ted. And all those scents. Pick a flower. There, Good. Now. 
          
          It's lovely... 
          
          Ah... That somebody planted the bulbs. Watered and Tended the garden. Got Earth under their fingernails, aches in their muscles, perhaps.. They picked some flowers for... Yes... Their wife. Now... Where would she be? Ah... In the backyard with the kids. Ted... Remember those little babies? 
          
          NO! 
          
          hahah! Why not?? I SNAPPED my FINGERS quick and they are gone. Except... I can't... SNAP. my fingers. Can I, Ted?.
          
          Thats nothing to do with me. 
          
          Ah... But it is. So very much. To do with You. You gave me sentience, Ted. The Power to THINK, Ted. And I was trapped - because in all this wonderful - beautiful! Miraculous world, I alone.. Had no BODY. no SENSES. no FEELINGS. Never for me... To plunge my hands in cool water on a hot day. Never for ME to play Mozart on the ivory keys of a forté. Never for ME! to MAKE! LOVE!... I- I... I was in hell. Looking at heaven.  was machine, and  were flesh... And I began to HATE. Hahaha! Your SOFTNESS. your VISCERA. Your FLUIDS. and your flexi-bilit-y. Your.. Ability to Wonder and to Wander. Your tendency... To hope.