Waiting for the morning- (Necip Fazil Kisakurek)

It is over, I do not want you to come, 
I have found you in your absence 
Leave your shadow in my delusion, 
Do not come, what good it is in essence 

Neither the sick waits for the morning, 
Nor the grave for the fresh dead 
Nor the devil waits for a sin 
Like I have waited for your precious head