Minor Empire - İstanbul Türküsü

On the road from Istanbul to Uskudar
Men carry roses to their ladies
On the road from Istanbul to Uskudar
You burned me with your coal black eyes
I’m a lovefool now, sergeant
And I don’t know what to do with myself
Keep strutting like that
and that knife will hurl out of its sheath
and put me out of my misery
I got three candles in Istanbul
Just so I can light them all
and stare at your face all night
I’m a lovefool now, sergeant
And I don’t know what to do with myself
Keep strutting like that
and that knife will hurl out of its sheath
and put me out of my misery.