I open my window sash
Blueness of the sky to
Bosphorus bridge to the immensity
Istanbul's upcoming quietly into silence ...
People will soon run establishments as
play somewhere in the police whistle
car will be heard a hurry ...
Pine tree branches from my window that appears will be in evening
wings of a seagull gliding in the distance to the next evening coolness
blueness of the sky
will return calmly
lacivertine of the night ...
Life goes on in the silence ...
When fingers touch the keys
friendly to all,
and will pass with flying seagull
pleasant I wish weekends ...