Emperyal Oteli [English translation]

I have never seen someone like you before

You tempted me, hence I have an objection

I'd say a sincere hello

I'd lie my head onto your cuddle

I'd be silent 4 days and 4 nights

Even the rain would blow out and light up again

This time Sameland(1) would return its sail

The clock on the wall would stop

My heart would stop on its own

I have never seen someone like you before

You tempted me, hence I have an objection

In this autumn in the Imperial Hotel

These windows' grief drop by drop (2)

We'd blown up until now

We are left as a thin line

In this vile Wednesday

Pessimistic leaves committed suicide

This calendar is a coughy

I have never seen someone like you before

You tempted me, hence I have an objection

Their(ships) voices drown in the fogs of the harbour

Ships are fatigue and sleepy

It's the morning at half-past five.

You are between my hands

You are not like the others, you're different

There are no eyes like yours

They trap the dreams of this man

A black steamer in your mind

It writhes without knowing fairness

You'd stay near the window of the hotel

You'd see the city in the darkness

You'd see the rain in the darkness

Your hair would get wet and wetter

Like the long winter nights

Without dropping a tear

Maria Dolores would cry

İstanbul was enslaved by the rain

I'd be searching for a job all-day

I'd bring a song to you

Our ears would enjoy as it rings

I took a picture of the Imperial Hotel

The evening was dropping from the fringe ( of the hotel? )

You told me that I should have stood in front of the hotel's door

Your face looked like lilies

People were wandering in Cumhuriyet Bahçesi ( Republic Garden )

The little Jews in Tepebaşı

A Rum Fiddler in Asmalımesçit

Our longing for a wind

and our suffering

They were wandering hand in hand

Newspapers were writing the murdering

A spill of blood was shed in Haliç

We stayed three nights in the Imperial Hotel

Our money was not enough for more

Your eyes stuck upon mine.

We stayed in the street on the fourth day

Darkness was not ending

We reached the morning at Sirkeci Gar ( Train Station )

Everybody looked down at us due to our situation.

Yet we consulted with many people

Nobody was facing us

No one was holding our hands

I have never seen someone like you before

You hit me... You tempted me... You are accepted by me.

• Artist:Attilâ İlhan