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Bosphorus


On the road on the road

The mirages are flying

And dancing on keys and hearts

The wind this old swindler

Drifts with wind of wilderness

 

The minarets in the sky

Passionately wailing

This is the land of Allah

The land turnеd white with prayers

Falls asleep in dusty veils

 

Roses and birds

In exotic gardens

Fountains and stony flowers

Begin to singing spilling rippling

Golden jewelry clinking

 

This is the land of Allah

The Moon is shrouding eyes

On the road on the road

The mirages are flying

And only mysterious breath of air drifts

 

Miraculous songs and poems

 

Dancers twist their shadows

The Golden Horn breaks through

Earth lights

The bridges sinking into fog

Bosphorus spatters find comfort

 

In the pleats of deep blue satin

 


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