Uskudara

When going to Uskudar a rain occurs
The coat of my clerk is long his heels are covered in mud
The clerk is mine and I am his will mingle other
A lame jacket will look great in my clerk
When going to Uskudar , the grocer around the corner pencil in hand, had its accounts
The clerk is mine and I am his will mingle other a starched shirt also go to rob my clerk
In the hands of my clerk , a canary cage the fez my cleric is too small for him

The cleric is willing, he will marry
The clerk is mine and I am his will mingle other a starched shirt also go to rob my clerk

When going to Uskudar I found a handkerchief I filled out the handkerchief loukoums
When looking for my clerk, I found by my side
The clerk is mine and I am his will mingle other a fragrant shirt also go to rob my clerk
The clerk walks arm in arm the words of my clerk move me
The letters of my clerc are in my pockets
The clerk is mine and I am his will mingle other a starched shirt also go to rob my clerk

When I going to Uskudar my bundle caught fire my cord is pulled my watch fell
The womanizing Uskudar are chasing me
The clerk is mine and I am his will mingle other a starched shirt also go to rob my clerk
The boats from Uskudar in Istanbul
My clerk is sitting he dissects hazelnuts in his dream the clerk about me aloud
The clerk is mine and I am his will mingle other a starched shirt also go to rob my clerk