[Intro]

[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]
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]
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
Ah, what have I done
[Verse 4]
Rolling breathless off the tongue
The viscious street gang slang
I lean into a box of pine
Identify the kid as mine

[Outro]