By lying down on a stone in the middle ground of Kanlica,
I pour my tears so them swim towards Hisar,
There’s nothing to do, s/he wanted to go and went away
Both I understand, and so painy, so it ended by one-sidedly.
I now need a lodos wind, a paddle, a boat
A few bottles of ruby(wine) in the stash, both the earth and the sky are red
I curse at whatever came and passed, if it’s vulgar so be it
The morning star left from the evening falls on me.
Oh, ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying in agony trought your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying in agony trought your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
What a pity, how man is defeated by himself,
No cure for betrayal has been found, the heart is an immense black hole
Nothing to do, that’s just the heart , just has loved
Also I’m about to know a new skin, a new excitement.
I now need a lodos wind, a paddle, a boat
A few bottles of ruby(wine) in the stash, both the earth and the sky are red
I curse at whatever came and passed, if it’s vulgar so be it
The morning star left from the evening falls on me.
Oh, ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying in agony trought your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying in agony trought your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.