Category «Seasons»

Çaşkada çäy

Çaşkada çäy
eçüçelär kötä.
Telem peşte.
Tea in the cup
is waiting for a drinker.
I burned my tongue.

Diñgez çakıra.
Tirän çuması kilä.
Vakıt äzäyä.
The sea is calling.
I wish to dive deep.
Time is running out.

sudden rain falls
people run for shelter
except umbrellas

angry wasps cry out:
you are too close to the nest
remind you with sting

from a little bulb
flower suddenly pops up
show me your colour!

quick traces of hare
across the open field
the forest is safe

melting polar ice
will sink many cities
I should buy a boat

car will not start
and snow on hood and roof
I need springtime

the little tulips
flowers ready for Christmas
happy faces

a hazy halo
wraps up the full moon in frost
weather changes

birds are migrating
to warmer countries far south
leaving me back here

summer guests come
to grill sausages and ribs
smoke in eyes