Kibris Guzeli

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Ooh. She Walks like heat on marble stone. Half London smoke, half island home. Gold in her eyes, fire in her tone. Kıbrıs güzeli, I'm gone. Met her down in Camden, Friday sun. Smile so sweet, it could burn anyone. Scent of jasmine, hint of salt. She said, "Love's not luck, it's fate." Her Turkish soft, but her London bold. She speaks in rhythm, her hands in gold. Every word like a melody deep. I'm awake but I dream when I sleep. Bir dokun, kalbim yanar. Adanız yarı, taşır kokun. Love, your name like a prayer I say. Every night, I lose my way. Kıbrıs güzeli, flame in the night. You move like the moon in summer light. London cold, but you bring the sun. I was lost 'til you made me one. Kıbrıs güzeli, kalbim senin. Aşkın sesini duyarım derin. Mi amor, my soul's undone. You're my fire, my holy one. Oh-oh. Oh. Oh. Mm. Her hoops sway like rhythm divine. Skin caramel, eyes like wine. When she laughs, the city hums. When she cries, the silence drums. She said, "Beni sev ama yavaş. Hızlı gelen aşk, çabuk savaş." I said, "Girl, I'm built from flame. When I love, I don't play games." Gözlerinde deniz, sözlerinde yaz. Kalbim sende, başka olmaz. Londra soğuk ama sen sıcaksın. Dokun bana, her şey sensin. Kıbrıs güzeli, flame in the night. You move like the moon in summer light. London cold, but you bring the sun. I was lost 'til you made me one. Kıbrıs güzeli, kalbim sende. Aşkın nefesi, rüzgar bende. Mi amor, kalbim yanar. Senle başlar, senle donar. Oh. Güzeli, güzeli. Mm, mi amor. Benim meleğim, London nights. Ooh, Cyprus skies. You and I, Eternal light. Oh.