If You Ever Come Back

A wandering lonely traveler I Found you from the crowd of people in a boat That drifted over the sparkling Bosporus, That day the setting sun was lovely and quiet, We spoke many words, In the midst of my curious and quaint moments You parted from me and wished me a pleasing trip In a place quite unknown to me and to you, You left me over there, but You left your whole being with me, In my vacant mood I still carry you as a bliss of my solitude, Both you and that evening equally resonate upon me, I wonder if you ever come back to that boat With the same color and same wind of the day! With the same rare and radiant nameless face That emerged and thrilled me.