Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Show me way to the ,tekke, by the Beyoglu Gate
Where the Koshogi dervishes gather
The musicians play,the danseurs turn
Rumi,s sons dance ın excstasy
Tears stream from my eyes.
The Bosphorus Blues- or leavıng Istanbul.

Buy blue fısh fresh from the Bosphorus
As Arkshan,s call comes from the Mosque so Blue
Let ıt stıll my unstıll herat heart
Then the smell of charcoal from under my door ashall come.
A basın of lemon water
Our fıngers to clean
Frsh bread soon delıvered,
Let us eat together
And banısh these Bosphorus Blues
Istanbul 28 July 2012