Yesterday, a beautiful woman passed by
Close to my grave.
I watched her intently
Her legs, a treasury of the day,
She who turned my night upside down.
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't believe
I was about to rise and return it
When she dropped her handkerchief,
I had forgotten that I was dead.
Translated by: Mehmet Barın Erturan
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