ISTANBUL
A room in the house, in the room Istanbul
A mirror in the room, in the mirror Istanbul
A man lit his cigarette: Istanbul smoke,
A women opened her bag, Istanbul in the bag
I saw the child cast his fishing line in the sea,
He started to pull it up, Istanbul on the hook
What sort of water is this, what kind of city?
Istanbul’s in the bottle, Istanbul’s ın the table.
When we walk she walks, when we stop she stops; we were confused,
She’s on one side, I'm on the other, Istanbul in the middle.
Once you love, you’re in trouble
Wherever you go, Istanbul is there.
A mirror in the room, in the mirror Istanbul
A man lit his cigarette: Istanbul smoke,
A women opened her bag, Istanbul in the bag
I saw the child cast his fishing line in the sea,
He started to pull it up, Istanbul on the hook
What sort of water is this, what kind of city?
Istanbul’s in the bottle, Istanbul’s ın the table.
When we walk she walks, when we stop she stops; we were confused,
She’s on one side, I'm on the other, Istanbul in the middle.
Once you love, you’re in trouble
Wherever you go, Istanbul is there.
Ümit Yaşar Oğuzcan
1926 – 1984
1926 – 1984
İSTANBUL
Evin içinde bir oda, odada İstanbul
Odanın içinde bir ayna, aynada İstanbul
Adam sigarasını yaktı, bir İstanbul dumanı
Kadın çantasını açtı, çantada İstanbul
Çocuk bir olta atmıştı denize, gördüm
Çekmeğe başladı, oltada İstanbul
Bu ne biçim su, bu nasıl şehir
Şişede İstanbul, masada İstanbul
Yürüsek yürüyor, dursak duruyor, şaşırdık
Bir yanda o, bir yanda ben, ortada İstanbul
İnsan bir kere sevmeye görsün, anladım
Nereye gidersen git, orada İstanbul.
Ümit Yaşar Oğuzcan
1926 – 1984
1926 – 1984
Derleyen: Ayhan Görür
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