– Ata, üzümə bax gör nə çıxıb,
Atası öpdü onun üzündən.
– Atacan, gözüm şişibdir, bir bax.
Atası öpdü onun gözündən.
– Ata, yandırır günəş üzümü,
Kəsdi atası günün önünü.
– Ata, arılar incitməz məni?
– İncitməz, qızım, onlar kimsəni.
– Yağış yağanda saçım islanmaz?
– Papaq geyərsən, heç bir şey olmaz.
– Atacan, evə çox gec gəlməzsən?
– Getmərəm işə, əgər istəsən.
– Yoruldum yaman, dincələk bəlkə?
– Çox yoruldunsa, gəl gedək evə.
– Gec yatsam bu gün, küsməzsən məndən?
– Mən yox, amma ay inciyər səndən.
– Nə vaxt gedəcəm məktəbə, ata?
– Az qalıb, qızım, həmin o vaxta.
Qızcığaz bir an dayanıb durmur.
Sual verməkdən zərrə yorulmur.
Atanı güdür, gözdən qoymur heç.
Baxır üzünə, qımışır bic-bic.
Sual üstünə sual yağdırır.
Nədir səbəbi bəs bu marağın?!
Dəcəldir yaman, gəzir, axtarır.
O öz gündəlik nəvaziş payın.

The warm water rushes through your hair.
You look up,
seeing the sun glimmer across the surface of the water.
Your body propels upward,
breaking through the water and into the cold air.
You feel free.
You want to take the chance,
go near shore.
You have nothing to lose,
so you swim.
Your mouth and under covered by the aqua water.
You see men,
working.
Walking.
You look at my your pearly white tail.
You lean on your palm,
sighing.
You could watch them all day.
Until a guy caught your eye.
Dark hair,
and a pair of dark eyes to match.
His hair lays infront of his face.
You watch him closely,
the way his muscles flex when he picks up some type of square.
A bax ?
No No .
Box! That's it.
You were zoning out when his eyes moved towards you.
You gasped,
wide mouth.
His eyes widen.
You slowly back away,
and when you see him walk closer to the edge,
you swim away.
Your tail flapping water at his face.
You went lower in the water,
you could see the faint figure of his face.
When  you said you had nothing to lose..
I guess that didn't mean that was your heart !