Look at these travelers
So tall, and bipedal
They leave out food
Safe for me to steal Along the alleys of Istanbul
The Haga Sophia
I trot along
Past all the travelersMy brethren are spoiled
We form the city's fabric
Shop-owners take care of us
We live by the thousandsAn empire once stood here
History that is unmatched
The city is ours
No matter the people
