Orhan Veli Kanik

I've just been introduced to a Turkish poet: Orhan Veli Kanik. I'm not sure if these are from the same poem - must be really - but I came across them in different places.
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I am listening to Istanbul with my eyes closed

First a breeze is blowing

And leaves swaying

Slowly on the trees;

Far, far away the bells of the

Water carriers ringing,

I am listening to Istanbul with my eyes closed.

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I am listening to Istanbul, with my eyes closed.
The drunkeness of ancient feastings in my head.
A seashore villa with dim -lit boathouse
With howling of the dying west wind
I am listening to Istanbul, with my eyes closed.