Galata [English translation]

When i smash the bottom of the glass* onto the table, my friends

Candles light up in my heart`s streets

When the strength of our talk is slightly send to sky (compared to the steam of a tea infusion)

My eyes search your eyes, my disaster

Instantly in a pub in Galata **

My thoughts are with the zat-ı şahanede ***

Friends are acting to amuse me in vain

There is no more pretence left

Chance is not together with the stupid

We have drunken so much, the mey**** is in vain

This is an endless towards evening now

The desire ( yearning) doesn´t fade away, it crashed to the sky and stays there

Life of my life, perish my heart *****

Don`t go away and make me depend on suffering

Sibel Can & Halil Sezai - GALATA 2014

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L2UuJwPJTLs