Saz Glide

(hey, look)

Walking through the shadow,

we don't look back

Tracing out the lines on a dusty track

They want the formula,

we got the craft

Heavy is the crown but we only laugh

Hear the strings begin to bend

Bringing us back to the start again

This is the sound of the eastern wind

Spinning the block where we began

(spin it, spin it) Keep the fire burning till the end

This is the sound of the eastern wind

No keys to the gate,

we just make a way

We do in the night what they fear in the day From

Istanbul streets to the western coast

We keeping the heat where it matters most

This is the sound of the eastern wind

Spinning the block where we began (spin it,

spin it) Keep the fire burning till the end

This is the sound of the eastern wind (yeah)