Like kids playing on the street's side
my ball slipped on the road
Like unsprinkled flowers in front of the house
my head fell on my pot
Who do I have in Istanbul, who is this chaos for?
What do I have in Istanbul, what's left other than a crowdy mass
Like kittens who hide 'cause they can't escape
I shelterd in your warmth
If you can't love Istanbul the way I do
let's run away again to the countryside
Who do I have in Istanbul, who is this chaos for
What do I have in Istanbul, what's left other than a crowdy mass
Like a toy that doesn't get broken after falling on the ground
I've got used to tumbling