Vani je smoga decembar i mrakdecembar i mrak
U kasni satcrkava moj grad
Ej kamo srećeda si tu ovo večeperzijska princezo
Depresijaplaneta uzdaha
Depresijaod graha i kupusagraha i kupusa
Miris Istambulasa tvojih usanamiris Istambulau vrijeme otkazanih letova
It's smog outside,December and dark,December and dark.
In a late hour,My city dies.
Chance would be a fine thing,that you were here tonight,O Persian Princess.
Depression,planet of sighs.
Depression,From peas and cabbage,Peas and cabbage.
The scent of Istanbul,From your lips.The scent of Istanbul,In times of cancelled flights.