Ortaköydü seni ilk gördüğüm yerYağmur gözlerin ıslak yaşlıKaderinde ben varım sanmışımYanılmışım çok yaralanmışımYolda gördüğün o yaşlı çift gibiEllerin elimde yaşlanacaktıkKadere bu aşkı ben yazdıramadımTeselliymişim ben aşk olamadım
İstanbul gibi ruhumHem karışık hem duruBakışların rüzgarlıGülüşünde güneş varKalbimden atamadımO yağmur kokunuGittiğin günden beriKalbim ağır yaralıİstanbul
Ortaköy was the place you first ı sawRain eyes of wet wateryDestiny of at ı have thought had ıWrong was very wounded had ıWay at you were saw that old couple asHands of my hand at we would grow oldDestiny to this love ı couldn't write ıConsolotion had ı love couldn't be ı
İstanbul as my soulAlso mixed also limpidGlances of windySmile of at sun there isMy heart from ı couldn't throwThat rain smell ofSince the day you wentMy heart heavy woundedİstanbul