biz dağlarda keklik idikşimdi bu çöplükte karga oldukbizim de boyumuzu aştı bu şehiryerlere serildik madara olduk
demedim mi haydar, demedim mi sanabu istanbul yutar adamıdemedim mi haydar, demedim mi söylebu şerefsiz geceler satar adamı
biz umutlar yolcusuydukrakı sofrasında bir meze oldukbizim de harcımız değildi sevmekyosmalar içinde kepaze olduk
we were partridges in the mountainsnow we are crows in this garbage dumpthis city exceeded our height toowe sprawled on the ground, greatly disgraced
didn't I tell, Haydar, didn't I tell youthat this Istanbul engulfs onedidn't I tell, Haydar, say it, didn't I tellthat these dishonest nights sell one
we were travelers of hopewe became meze* on the raki tablewe didn't know what love waswe became the ridicule of pretty women