O Sultan, my master, if my clothes are ripped and torn it is because your dogs with claws are allowed to tear me.

Days will pass, and you’ll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality.

Life doesn't stop after losing someone, but it goes on without them differently.

There are some people that we didn't forget, but we don't smile any more when they're mentioned.

And I fear that my place gets taken by some other one, very lucky and not too shy, who flirts with your eyes while I’m the one who’s crazy about them.

We are a thick skinned people with emtpy souls. We spend our days playing dice, chess, or sleeping - and we say we are the best people that ever came to mankind?

Our shouting is louder than our actions, Our swords are taller than us, This is our tragedy. In short We wear the cape of civilisation But our souls live in the stone age