"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are" Anais Nin

Crossing the Bridge: Cecom – Sound of Istanbul

If only I’d be a nightingale and sing in the gardens
In each of my folk songs write your name on them
Every morning I warble my rose*
If only I’d be a seagull, fly away over the seas
If I sailed into the wind, I’d reach the dawn
with every stroke of my wings

—-

ben bir bülbül olsam ötsem bahçelerde
her türkümde yaksam adını üzerine
her sabah $akırım gülüm
gülüm ninna ni na nay…

ben bir martı olsam uçsam denizlere
rüzgarlara açsam giderim sehere
her kanadımı çarpı$ta,
gülüm ninna ne na nay…

——–

*(gülüm is a way of addressing to a female, informal)

2 responses

  1. οτι πιο ωραίο έχω δει τα τελευταία χρόνια ,
    ήταν κι ένας απ΄τους λόγους που βρέθηκα κι εγώ εκεί.
    χαίρομαι που το ανέβασες!

    January 18, 2011 at 19:55

    • έγραφα, παλιότερα: “I travel. I’m traveling to Istanbul, the city of the heart and memory. I return. I’m returning to Istanbul, the city of colours and perfumes. I’m redesigning the roads, I’m redrawing the map, another theology”

      γνωρίζω καλά την αγάπη σου για την Πόλη, μα πιο πολύ μου άρεσε η ματιά σου για την Πόλη, – από όσα έχεις γράψει στον blog σου – ένας εκτός, αλλά κατ’ουσίαν, ένας εντός, κοινός χώρος, λοιπόν, – χαίρομαι πολύ, κι εγώ

      January 18, 2011 at 21:59

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