Is there a human devoid of lies?
Is the road you're on narrow?
Why do you feel cold inside
Is the mountain you climbed covered with snow?
Should I turn my back and leave?
Should I foreswear?
Or say this is a bunco game
And pass without a care
This place is called İstanbul
Sleeps with one eye open
If you don't fall into its arms
It wraps around your neck
This place is called İstanbul
At nights, it turns into a fairytale
If you don't fall into its arms
It wraps around your neck
Is there a human devoid of lies?
Is the road you're on narrow?
Why do you feel cold inside
Is the mountain you climbed covered with snow?
Should I turn my back and leave?
Should I foreswear?
Or say this is a bunco game
And pass without a care
This place is called İstanbul
Sleeps with one eye open
If you don't fall into its arms
It wraps around your neck
This place is called İstanbul
At nights, it turns into a fairytale
If you don't fall into its arms
It wraps around your neck
This is İstanbul
Brave, beautiful
Crow-ded
Filthy
Generous
İstanbul
Sleeps with one eye open
If you don't fall into its arms
It wraps around your neck
This place is called İstanbul
At nights, oohhhh
If you don't fall into its arms
It wraps around your neck
This is İstanbul