When I called you the second time today,

I wanted to talk to you but your dialtone denied me everything.

Compassion, empathy, understanding

Love, even. Your dialtone denied me the love I could get 

From you, from talking to you or from talking to anybody who would listen.

Your dialtone denied me the love I could get at all.

I wanted to talk to you but your dialtone gave me no choice.

I wanted to talk to you

but your dialtone

shut me down, out and off.

I wanted to talk to you.

(Nispetiye'de çiçeklere bakan bir kadın vardı)