Bosphorus Songtext
von Brazzaville

She was married to the bosphorus
She threw her ring in then she blew a kiss
To the ottomans and byzantines
Lying beneath the sea

She wore a pink and yellow summer dress
She kept her hair just like a poetess
She traveled all the way to germany
The trains and the cold, dark sea


The amber glow of a morning cigarette
On the istiklal cadessi
The vapor trails and the tiny minerettes
All the domes in silhouette
She wore a pink and yellow summer dress
She kept her hair just like a poetess
She traveled all the way to germany
The trains and the cold, dark sea

The amber glow of a morning cigarette
On the istiklal cadessi
The vapor trails and the tiny minerettes
All the domes in silhouette