I came across with you in Istanbul,
In Beyoglu, at a street.
You were looking at me,
I was looking at you…
Our hearts were beating like crazy.
In Istanbul, at Rosebud Street.
 
You were the fortune of my heart, my spring.
You were my light, you knew.
You were the last rosebud I ever loved.
I was dreaming of you,
You were dreaming of me…
Whatever we have lived together,
All in my memories, all rosebud colored.
I came across with you in Istanbul,
Years, years later.

I got it in your eyes;
You would come to me, in autumn.
Your eyes like rosebud,
You lips like rosebud,
Your smile like rosebud.
I came across with you at the time of rosebuds.
At the Beyoglu street of Istanbul
Pitching into loneliness.

Fotoğraf : Çetin Bayramoğlu

(ERGUVAN ZAMANI)