Partager l'article ! White carpet in Istanbul: I told u before that one of my favorite city in the world was Istanbul. I have writen about the magic feeling ...
I told u before that one of my favorite city in the world was Istanbul.
I have writen about the magic feelings u can feel there, between east and west.
Istanbul have also a special place in my heart about the friends i have there.
I want to share with you this poetry of Orhan Veli Kanik and some pics about this amazing winter under the snow
| I AM LISTENING TO ISTANBUL | |
|
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. |
|
|
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 |
|
| Orhan Veli Kanik (Translated by Murat Nemet Nejat) |
| Mai 2012 | ||||||||||
| L | M | M | J | V | S | D | ||||
| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | |||||
| 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | ||||
| 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | ||||
| 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | ||||
| 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 | |||||||
|
||||||||||