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