the roses and honeysuckles’ smells rise up in the air
the leaves of long sycamores move slightly
As the love-smelt breeze blows gently
In my beloved city Bursa;

From the Yesil to the Emirsultan is a narrow path
reaches over to the picturesque mosque,
situated on a scenic hill
in my beloved city Bursa;

Green mosque is the shrine of the Muslims
With green tiles and harmonious atmosphere
Azans resounds from its minarets
in my beloved city Bursa.

Mt. Uludag reaches to the wonderful skies
just like an uniquely picture of the paradise
reminds me of the Ottomans ,Byzantines and Bithynian’s
in my beloved city Bursa .

The Christians and the Muslims and the Jews
Lived brotherly together for centuries
With great quintessence of peace
That had been the capital of
the various civilizations
is Saints’ city Bursa …