Bana seni gerek,yalnız seni-kalbim bunu durmadan tekrar tekrar söylesindursun.Beni gece gündüz işgal eden arzular,iliğine kadar sahte ve boştur.
Nasıl gece,ışık için duasını karanlığında saklarsa,aynen öyle şuuraltımın derinliğinde çınlayan çağrı da 'Bana seni gerek,yalnız seni' diyor.
Gayesi olan sükuneti ararken,fırtına nasıl var gücüyle sükunetle çarpışırsa,aynen öyle isyankarlığım senin aşkına çarpar ve çağrısı 'Bana seni gerek yalnız seni' der.
Rabindranath Tagore

Gloomy Sunday
Sadly one Sunday I waited and waited
With flowers in my arms for the dream I'd created
I waited 'til dreams, like my heart, were all broken
The flowers were all dead and the words were unspoken
The grief that I knew was beyond all consoling
The beat of my heart was a bell that was tolling
Saddest of Sundays
Then came a Sunday when you came to find me
They bore me to church and I left you behind me
My eyes could not see one I wanted to love me
The earth and the flowers are forever above me
The bell tolled for me and the wind whispered,
"Never!"But you I have loved and I bless you forever
Last of all Sundays