We are neither innocent
Nor devoid of lies anymore
Let it be
Let the photos be yours
The seasons are already mine
Let it be
Let's share the poems
Friends, cities
Let it be
We are neither free
Nor our lives are free anymore
Let it be
I will leave, let İstanbul be yours
I will leave, let İstanbul be yours
I will go away by myself, I'm like a fast-flowing river
I will dry my tears, the city will erase my name
I will have a haircut, I will try to be happy with this
I will dry a rose when it dries I will forget my lover
I will write a letter that is more sorrowful than your absence
I will adopt a cat, you can call your mom
I will keep your hands in my mind, I will keep my love in my heart
I always have disappointment and sorrow, tell, let it be now