Ah Istanbul..

I sailed my tears to the castle of Rumeli that I sat down on a stone in the middle of Kanlica,

There is nothing to do, he wanted to go and had gone…

I understand him but also it is so painfull it finished in one side.

I need a wind named Lodos and an oar and a boat,

and some bottle of wine coz the sky and earth are red.

I swear my life passing, not important for me if it is a fault and a shame.

The morning star falls on me coz it is drunk still from the night.

Ah, Istanbul didnt see a grief like this when it is begun to build,

I m dying coz of your love, I havent got a little bit honour now.

It is painfull and faulty, human is defeated by himself(herself)

A medicine of treachery hasnt found yet, and the heart is a black hole.

There is nothing to do, it is a heart and it loved.

And always I know him, as a new body and a new excitement.

lyrics by Sezen Aksu

translate: Yesim Kale