İstanbul [English translation]

Our mother is crying Istanbul

we went to get drunk this night again

With our friends, we're left with no shore

on the table there's plenty of raki* and garden rocket

Give me your hands Istanbul

Let's take a boat, let our chimney smell of cigarettes

If after a while they pocketknife us

let them not touch us

What's beyond the night is far

A little sill in the front of the boat.

My Sardine is mad at me crying

the man can't hold it anymore he's crying

can't hold it anymore even Istanbul is crying.