from: mohaç yücel
title: mirror mirror
form: text; electronic text file

I reached out for you with a song advising you not to be afraid of changing your life...
It was me who was singing that song,
It was that song that led to big changes in my life...
It was that song that enabled me to build bridges beyond you...
It is that song that my breathe can’t get to sing since a long time

Since a long time I am unable to tell myself how my life changed...
Since a long time I am unable to sing a song like I used to do, I’m not sure whether it is because of that change

Maybe you were the last Hakan that I had to get into my life...
Because those coming after you found much lesser room in my memory...

Pardon,
I am wrong.
And I made you wrong.
There is one more Hakan.

But he is purely an exception.
He too is different.
He is one of those who love the changes.
And his hands too are bigger than mine...
As a matter of fact, his anatomy is almost the same as you.

He too is a different Hakan.

Anyway.
To me,
What I am doing now is something beyond holding a mirror.

Are you aware of it?

Or

Will you notice it one day?
--

I never forgot
the surprise you felt,
the expression appearing in your face,
when I came around to your house
and reminded you of myself
...
There is another thing that I didn’t forget

You had called at a wrong gas station...
But never mind, we returned together anyway.

Mirror, mirror, tell me,
Will Akçura be by my side
when I marry that person with moss eyes
As he was at the first time,
I wonder if he will embrace me?

As long as you are happy,
You are.
And as long as you are,
You will remain happy.