The life has been drawn incorrectly
The ones forgotten have been added
If this is the way, it has been gone wrong
The signals have not been seen
The signals have not been seen
We have been so engrossed in dreams
that they have been rusted
The facts have suffered
The ones forgotten have been added
The ones forgotten have been added
In the middle of my imagination
At the tavern table
With a glass of wine
Going out and to feed for fishes
To throw stone over the sea, ahh İstanbul ahh