Isatabul คอร์ด - Morrissey

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
 In Istanbul.
 Give him back to me
 In Istanbul.
 Give me back my brown eyed son.
 Moonlight jumping through the trees, sunken eyes avoiding me.
 From dawn to dusk the hunt is on, the father searches for the son.
 In Istanbul
 Give him back to me
 In Istanbul
 Give me back my brown eyed son
 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 vicious street gang slang
 I lean into a box of pine, identify the kid as mine...
§Isatabul เนื้อเพลง