Like children playing on the roadside
My ball has rolled away on the road today
Like unwatered flowers in front of the house
My head has fallen into the pot
Whom do I have in Istanbul
What do I have in Istanbul
What's left from the crowds
Like kittens who didn't manage to run away and hid
I've found a shelter in your warmth
If you can't like Istanbul like me
Let's run to the prairies again
Whom do I have in Istanbul
Like a toy that fell and didn't break
I've got used to falling
What's left in Istanbul