İstanbul'da Sonbahar [English translation]

Whenever the seasonal winds blow

I remember then

my childhood dreams, my small paper kites

My mother kisses me from the cheeks

In a beautiful dream

as if my loved ones were still alive.

If the rain lets up by the evening

the Maiden's Tower and the islands

oh I wish you were here then

still so pretty as it is, autumn in Istanbul

It's not always easy to make love without loving

to get to know a body

to grasp it slowly, get accustomed to it, and lose it

Istanbul is tired today, sad and gotten old

she had put on a little weight

and cried again, her mascara is running