You wait at "Istinye"(a seaside place in Istanbul), I am here
It is my loneliness which barking inside me like a dog
Because I'm right here, in the dark
Maybe I won't come,maybe I can't come, wait five minutes then go
Because I cut my hand, I can't stand of blood
My wine is completely sour, my water is cold
I love you much more when you're not here with me
Maybe I won't come,maybe I can't come, wait five minutes then go
Can you cry without your face get wet?
Have you ever make a phone call when it's after midnight?
Have dark men ask your identity?
I'm looking for your absence
Maybe I won't come,maybe I can't come, wait five minutes then go
Whatever I have, they all scare you
Whatever you have, they not mine at all
Maybe I'm using my right of dying
Maybe I won't come,maybe I can't come, wait five minutes then go