I had a dream We were sipping whisky neat Highest floor, the bowery And I was high enough ‘Somewhere along the lines We stopped seeing eye to eye You were staying out all night And I had enough Bir rüya gördüm Viskimizi sek yudumluyorduk En üst kat, The Bowery Kafam yeterince iyiydi Bir noktadan sonra Aynı fikirde