The Ferries Are Leaving Şiiri - Kasım Ko ...

The ferries are leaving,
Boats are leaving,
Everyone is an urgency,
Come, traveller,
Time is running out now.

As you accompany the seagulls,
Every departing ferry,
As I melt, I melt,
On eagle wings,
Istanbul.

And when he's gone,
In the seagulls, in the seagulls,
They went with him.

I'm one now,
So carefree,
Such a wanderer.

Navigating in the city,
How to travel,
That's it,
In Istanbul.

At every step,
It is sinking,
Sidewalks,
They pull it tight.

I do not know,
In relation to whom,
Seagulls,
Still at the feast,
Such screaming.

How am I indifferent,
How unhappy,
Oh if you knew,
If you only knew,
Istanbul.