While city is collapsing on us

At peace with my devil In conflict with my mind This neighborhood, these people Beggars and shopkeepers far from God Istanbul, I can't sleep for twenty-five hours Dim lights are not romantic Don't think this is a movie In movies, no one gets tired While this city is collapsing on us Don't think, don't think this is a movie We're getting tired While Istanbul is collapsing on us Arguing with sour-faced officials A bit of leaning against the widow in the office The teahouse owner on the street corner His car on the sidewalk Asshole politicians Asshole bosses Assholes with their hands in our pockets Dim lights are not romantic Don't think this is a movie In movies, no one gets tired While this city is collapsing on us Don't think, don't think this is a movie We're getting tired While Istanbul is collapsing on us At peace with my devil In conflict with my mind This neighborhood, these people Beggars and shopkeepers far from God Istanbul, I can't sleep for twenty-five hours Dim lights are not romantic Don't think this is a movie In movies, no one gets tired While this city is collapsing on us Don't think, don't think this is a movie We're getting tired While Istanbul is collapsing on us Arguing with sour-faced officials A bit of leaning against the widow in the office The teahouse owner on the street corner His car on the sidewalk Asshole politicians Asshole bosses Assholes with their hands in our pockets Dim lights are not romantic Don't think this is a movie In movies, no one gets tired While this city is collapsing on us Don't think, don't think this is a movie We're getting tired While Istanbul is collapsing on us