Istambul, Turkey, 2008
Stranger
by a neighbourly way,
I feel like an odd
female slave,
captured from
the men's stare
in this harbour
coffee shop.
The blue city
on the blue sea-shore...
(the blue for the sea is a cliché, I know)
but look,
I' am singing about Bosfore,
and I' am gonna cry as more as I need to,
because soon I have to go
and because I' m full of sorrow too.
Sitting gently on the sofa,
I' m smoking a "shisha",
I' m covering my tears with smoke,
pretending, oh, my God,
I am crying over the History,
I never cared actually much about...
You know,
I' m crying because
in my lonely life
I felt only once
the Big Love,
and only for a while.
While standing on the sea-shore,
Stranger
by a neighbourly way,
I feel like an odd
female slave,
captured from
the men's stare
in this harbour
coffee shop.
The blue city
on the blue sea-shore...
(the blue for the sea is a cliché, I know)
but look,
I' am singing about Bosfore,
and I' am gonna cry as more as I need to,
because soon I have to go
and because I' m full of sorrow too.
Sitting gently on the sofa,
I' m smoking a "shisha",
I' m covering my tears with smoke,
pretending, oh, my God,
I am crying over the History,
I never cared actually much about...
You know,
I' m crying because
in my lonely life
I felt only once
the Big Love,
and only for a while.
While standing on the sea-shore,
I fell in love in this City's feelings
and my love gave me a big joy,
so the days I' ve passed living
in Istambul were the happiest
in my whole life.
and my love gave me a big joy,
so the days I' ve passed living
in Istambul were the happiest
in my whole life.
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