We used to dance on Sultan’s Square
After we brushed each other’s hair
We used to drink from the fountain’s head
In the emperor’s garden or have you forgotten
Your hair in the wind
Your eyes on the clouds
Your hands like a garland
Weaving me onward

Fare thee well sacred city
Your dust and dreams are all I can carry with me
Fare thee well, fare thee well, fare thee well

We used to dive in the dead of the night
From the top of the bridge into the abyss
The water so cold
But you were so strong
How could we have worried
How could we’ve been wrong

Fare thee well sacred city
Your dust and dreams are all I can carry with me
Fare thee well, fare thee well, fare thee well