Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
The Price By Rezauddin Stalin
Still a long way to get stained with blood
Walking at the broad daylight
Banging the heads against the wall of thousands or millions of mistakes
Sacrifice of dreams
The inimitable path is far-off
Crossing the long destination by stumbling
Let people be separated – be isolated
They will return to the wholeness
On getting united, they will break apart again
Reaching far ahead they will change the pathway
Achieving intellect through the tip of death
A strange finger is the honorarium of learning a little
Entire life will be spent with hunger and thirst in search of new life
At death bed it will seem not to be on the right tract
It might be on the other way
Translated by Ashraf Chowdhury
