GOOD MORNING ISTANBUL

Good morning Istanbul

And I get lost in your blue eyes

There's a hope blowing inside me

It's about you

I'm sitting on a bench watching you

Like a movie

I'm still in awe of you

Your graying hair still fascinates me

I'm still writing poems for you

You haven't lost your cheerfulness yet

You're still lively

I still love you Istanbul

I still love you