"I am obliged to you, you do not know

 I keep your name in my mind like a mih

 Your eyes are getting bigger

 I am obliged to you, you do not know

 I warm my heart with you.

 Trees getting ready for autumn

 Is this city that old Istanbul?

 Clouds are breaking in the dark

 Street lights flashing

 The smell of rain on the pavements

 I'm obligated to you, you're gone.

ATILLA ILHAN