Belki Üstümüzden Bir Kuş Geçer [English translation]

As the rose-colored sun rises

As ships pass the Bosphorus slowly

Come, let's get out of this city

While trees, sky and earth sleep

Let's have a walk on beaches

Crazy crowds are now away

If you're tired, lean on me

Let us hug and sleep under the sunset

Maybe a bird flies over us

A feather drops from its wing

It circles down from the sky

No face is more beautiful than yours*

Come on, get up, let's leave this city

Either as the sun rises or as it sets

Maybe birds fly over us

Their wings are from your hands

From your hands...

*. This sentence actually has two meanings, the other one is: "No face is beautiful anymore because I've seen yours."