İstanbul'da Sonbahar [English translation]

Whenever the season winds blow, I remember my childhood dreams.

My, paper(devil) kites.

My mother kisses me on my cheeks.

In a beautiful dream, as if, my loved ones

while still alive.

If it decreases towards the evening, rain.

Maiden's Tower and islands.

Oh, I wish you were here.

It's still beautiful,

Autumn in Istanbul

It is not always easy.

Making love without love.

Getting to know a body.

Learning gently, getting used to and losing.

Istanbul is tired, sad and had aged today.

She(Istanbul) had gained some weight and cried again.

Her mascara is flowing.