Who says I've fallen for Suheyla? Who saw me, who Kissing Eleni On the sidewalk in the middle of the day? And they say I took Melahat To Alamdar, Is that so? I'll tell you about it later, But whose knee did I squeeze on the streetcar? Supposedly, I've developed a taste for the fleshpots of Galata. I drink, get drunk, Then take myself there. Forget about all these, guys, Forget, forget about them. I know what I'm doing. And what about me Supposedly putting Mualla on a rowboat And making her sing out loud, ``My soul is yearning for you...'' In the middle of the harbor?
Orhan Veli Translated by Murat Nemet-Nejat, 1989