Sen İstanbul'sun [English translation]

This morning they asked of you at the flower shop,

I said you're not Here, they send their regards and peace.

Their roses, fresh like your absence.

I walked a little, daydreamed of you a little

and I decked my hopes with you.

there is no narrow street, no empty station

that can make me forget yours.

Do you think your little goodbye

can put out the flames of this great love?

Sometimes it's Your pave stone,

at times it's Your street performers,

I mean you are Istanbul and your little goodbye

can end any great love..

what do you think? sometimes it's Kanlija Sahili

sometimes it's your Kiz Koolesi, I mean you are Istanbul