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İSTANBUL’U DİNLİYORUM
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1.       x-man
60 posts
 21 Sep 2005 Wed 08:05 pm

İSTANBUL’U DİNLİYORUM

İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı
Önce hafiften bir rüzgar esiyor
Yavaş yavaş sallanıyor
Yapraklar, ağaçlarda;
Uzaklarda, çok uzaklarda,
Sucuların hiç durmayan çıngırakları
İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı

İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı
Kuşlar geçiyor, derken
Yükseklerden, sürü sürü, çığlık çığlık.
Ağlar çekiliyor dalyanlarda
Bir kadının suya değiyor ayakları
İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı

İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı
Serin serin Kapalıçarsı
Cıvıl cıvıl Mahmutpaşa
Güvercin dolu avlular
Çekiç sesleri geliyor doklardan
Güzelim bahar rüzgarında ter kokuları
İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı

İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı
Başımda eski alemlerin sarhoşluğu
Los kayıkhaneleriyle bir yalı
Dinmiş lodosların uğultusu içinde
İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı

İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı
Bir yosma geçiyor kaldırımdan
Küfürler, şarkılar, türküler, laf atmalar.
Bir şey düşÃ¼yor elinden yere
Bir gül olmalı
İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı

İstanbul'u dinliyorum, gözlerim kapalı

Bir kuş çırpınıyor eteklerinde
Alnın sıcak mı, değil mi, biliyorum
Dudakların ıslak mı, değil mi, biliyorum
Beyaz bir ay doğuyor fıstıkların arkasından
Kalbinin vurusundan anlıyorum
İstanbul'u dinliyorum.

I AM LISTENING TO ISTANBUL


I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
At first there blows a gentle breeze
And the leaves on the trees
Softly flutter or sway;
Out there, far away,
The bells of water carriers incessantly ring;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.

I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Then suddenly birds fly by,
Flocks of birds, high up, in a hue and cry
While nets are drawn in the fishing grounds
And a woman's feet begin to dabble in the water.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.

I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
The Grand Bazaar is serene and cool,
A hubbub at the hub of the market,
Mosque yards are brimful of pigeons,
At the docks while hammers bang and clang
Spring winds bear the smell of sweat;
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.

I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
Still giddy since bygone bacchanals,
A seaside mansion with dingy boathouses is fast asleep,
Amid the din and drone of southern winds, reposed,
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.

I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.
Now a dainty girl walks by on the sidewalk:
Cusswords, tunes and songs, malapert remarks;
Something falls on the ground out of her hand,
It's a rose I guess.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.

I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed;
A bird flutters round your skirt;
I know your brow is moist with sweat
And your lips are wet.
A silver moon rises beyond the pine trees:
I can sense it all in your heart's throbbing.
I am listening to Istanbul, intent, my eyes closed.






2.       slavica
814 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 02:51 pm

Wanderful poem, X, is it yours?

3.       SuiGeneris
3922 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 02:54 pm

nope this is a poem of Orhan VELI, a well known poetry..

4.       x-man
60 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 02:55 pm

I wish I could write wonderful poems like Orhan Veli...

5.       slavica
814 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 03:26 pm

And who's translator? I need full information about things I like.

6.       bliss
900 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 07:39 pm

It is wonderful!!!
You guys want make us to come to Istanbul.
It is my biggest wish and I think Slavica is with me.
How do you feel, sestrichka?
I like it especially with translation.
Thank you.

7.       SuiGeneris
3922 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 08:05 pm

also try one of the greatest lovers of istanbul Yahya Kemal's poem..
he has a really good looking and view to istanbul and really reflects good on his poems.

8.       slavica
814 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 11:44 pm

I still don't know who's translator.
Sestrichka, I'm not quite sure I want to go to Istambul any more.

9.       x-man
60 posts
 22 Sep 2005 Thu 11:51 pm

Whos the translator?Someone translated this poem...Is it so important to know this?

10.       ramayan
2633 posts
 05 Nov 2005 Sat 03:41 pm

hello here one of orhan veli's poem
FINE DAYS

These fine days have been my ruin.
On this kind of day I resigned
My job in ``Pious Foundations.''
On this kind of day I started to smoke
On this kind of day I fell in love
On this kind of day I forgot
To bring home bread and salt
On this kind of day I had a relapse
In my versifying disease.
These fine days have been my ruin.

Orhan Veli Kanik

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