The Lyrics For Fikret Kızılok Poem by Ulas Basar Gezgin

This white cat was here in the past too,
I was here too,
You were here too...

Deaths were yet to visit us,
Our hair was yet to turn gray,
I was here too,
You were here too...

The government was boastfully on his seat,
Euro's parity is up and down, up and down,
I was here too,
You were here too...

The garbage was collected on Tuesdays and Fridays,
Beat generation music groups were gathering again,
I was here too,
You were here too...

The state enterprises were somewhat getting privatized,
The right for education in Kurdish was not legislated,
I was here too,
You were here too...

Fikret, the singer was living at Bodrum happily,
The architect of the military coup was pretending to be a painter,
I was here too,
You were here too...

That white cat is still here now,
Her body heat is still on my bosom,
I am here too,
The cat is here too...

How about you? You are getting cold in another land,
Of course there are many pure white cats over there
But this cat is not among those you know,
She is both inside the sealed box and out of it...

That is what the news programs emphasize on TVs,
Inflation rate went wild, after you left,
If you are hearing me, turn on the lamp on the loft!

You, the kiddo with the missing shoes,
How can you make a snowman under rain,
Come in and let's play a little bit...

This white cat was here in the past too,
She melted upon your absence, from inside, from outside,
What is left from those days? Only me and the melted cat...


2002