[Verse 1]
When he first cried, his mother died
I had tried to be his guide
When he was born I was too young
The father searches for the son
[Chorus 1]
In Istanbul
Give him back to me, oh Istanbul
Give me back my brown eyed son
[Verse 2]
Moonlight jumping through the trees
Sunken eyes avoiding me
From dawn to dusk, the hunt is on
The father searches for the son
[Chorus 2]
In Istanbul
Give him back to me, in Istanbul
Give me back my brown eyed son
[Verse 3]
On secret streets in disbelief
Little shadow shows the lead
Prostitutes stylish and glum
In amongst them, you are one
Oh what have I done
Rolling breathless off the tongue
The viscious street gang slang
I lean into a box of pine
Identify the kid as mine
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