In the heart of Istanbul’s glow,
Where ancient whispers softly flow,
Two souls intertwine and dance,
In love’s tender, timeless trance.
Beneath the moon’s gentle gaze,
In the city’s labyrinthine maze,
Their hearts beat in perfect rhyme,
An eternal tale told through time.
The Bosphorus sings its song,
A melody where lovers belong,
Hands entwined, futures unfold,
Stories of love forever told.
With every sunrise, promises renew,
A love as deep as skies of blue,
Turkish dreams in lovers’ eyes,
A timeless bond that never dies.