but didn’ t to you incapable of holding my pen burning because you the very essence of love you were- it self / my silence isn’ t due to forgetting you don’ t you believe me ask, the sea gulls... flying over the boat to Bostanci... my voice mute in their screams since... i don’ t even cry at- partings, embarrassed... anxious kids living under the bridge may hear me... since to my tears i have appended theirs waving to you this last time... through your clouds don’ t be cross with me, Istanbul the thing i wrote for you maybe is still hanging under that tree that tree on the island...
wait patiently... you’ ll see when your leaves are flying around my hair one avtumn i’ ll come to you sea gulls be my witness I prommise, you Istanbul I’ ll tell it to you face- how, I missed you...!
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Har nege da tiyedi sözlerim neda cüregime tiygenleni cazama nazmularıma bir sanga cazmadım, İstanbul artıksız da sen, nazmu bola turğanlay kesi allınga
Tögüle turup Marmara ' nı suvları, şairleni kalamından men tartındım, şairge sanalğandan tab, seni alıp bir tizginni içinde buvğandan
Keçelege cazdım... tengizlege, Süymeklikge... tohtamağan uruşlarına düniyanı Bir sanga cazmadım,... cazalmadım Tutalmaz edim kalamnı, küyer edim Sen ma allay bir süymeklik ot eding mende
Oğay, çırtda! Seni esimden çığarganlığım tüldü bu tınglavum.