I said: Take it, here is all my money.
Nevermind - he said, keep it by yourself
Give me a little piece of your food, that's enough
Look around yourself, Don't dare to be one of them
Get on your way, step by step, leave this place
Yellow leaves are on the streets
And rainwaters are in the gutters
Which city has this much pain?
Where else, as much as Istanbul?
(Leave!) May the leaves be your bed
May the martins be your friends
May the stars be your blanket
They're hanging uselessly in the night sky, anyway
It's late for me, but do this, get away from this place
Life does not end up 'till it comes to an end,
But it does end up just when it really comes to an end
Drink all the wines of this world
Slide down on the wet decks of all the beautiful women
May the greatest loves always be yours
They're useless within other people anyway