Song of Istanbul

The dance of the sea, the whisper of the wind,

A rhythm beating in the heart of Istanbul.

Call to prayer on minarets, free flight of birds,

The city tells an epic, every moment is full of history.

It tells tales around the throat it hugs,

They embrace you with a hug that goes back centuries.

Hidden in Topkapı, palaces and sadness,

In the once glorious past that echoed.

A dream unfolds in the shadow of Galata,

The Maiden's Tower waits for the ships of love.

Seagulls dance in the moonlight,

The islands are innocent, the sky is a painter's canvas.

Adorned with lights that surround the night,

Streets where history is embroidered.

Folk songs ringing in coffeehouses,

It tells a love story on the walls.

Ferries make history on the Bosphorus,

Every journey is a story, every port is a hope.

And another sun rises, another sun sets,

Istanbul is an endless city in a fairy tale.

There's a story hidden around every corner,

Every street tells its history step by step.

Istanbul, you are a love, a longing, a history,

You are like a melody that always plays in my heart.