Istanbul Hatirasi – Memories of Istanbul
An old painting is hanging on the wall.
Perhaps it’s complete, perhaps it’s not.
She’s sitting in “Markiz”, looking at it in silence,
With the dust of time upon her eyes.
Such love, such grief.
With this song, my soul breaks into a thousand pieces.
Her cheeks resemble withered roses.
Such gentle sorrow, such a charming moment.
Like a verse from her mouth [...]
