Beneath the vast and starlit sky,
Where Bosphorus whispers secrets old,
Two hearts entwine, their spirits high,
In tales of love, both brave and bold.

The scent of roses fills the air,
As lanterns dance with gentle grace,
In Istanbul’s embrace, we dare
To find our love, our sacred space.

With every gaze, a silent vow,
Promises woven in the night,
In gardens where the tulips bow,
Our dreams take flight, in endless light.

So let the ancient winds remind,
Of stories carved in time’s own rhyme,
In Turkish love, our souls aligned,
A timeless dance in love’s sweet chime.