Miss Y [Turkish translation]

I feel like a substitute,

Sitting on the sideline,

Clicking every single finger,

Waiting for the right time.

I feel like a substitute,

Sitting pretty in my prime,

I’m about to play the game,

Guess I’m running out of time.

Drop your knees to the floor,

Hands to the sky.

Give a round of applause for,

The great Miss Y.

I walked all night ‘round in the dark,

Just to be standing here.

Only to feel like nobody,

I’m Miss Y am I here?

I walked all night ‘round in the dark,

Just to be standing here.

Only to feel like nobody,

I’m Miss Y am I here?

And the lights make me stronger,

The longer that you have to wait,

For the honor, the honor to be great.

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,

Oh-oh oh, oh.

I feel like I’m stuck inside a race,

Feel like I’m catching up,

Oh Marina! What a shame!

You didn’t make the upper cut.

I feel like I’m stuck inside a race,

Feel like I’m catching up,

Oh Marina, we’re so sorry,

But you didn’t make the cut.

Drop your knees to the floor,

Hands to the sky.

Give a round of applause for,

The great Miss Y.

I walked all night ‘round in the dark,

Just to be standing here.

Only to feel like nobody,

I’m Miss Y am I here?

I walked all night ‘round in the dark,

Just to be standing here.

Only to feel like nobody,

I’m Miss Y am I here?

And the lights make me stronger,

The longer that you have to wait,

For the honor, the honor to be great.

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,

Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh,

Oh-oh oh, oh.

• Artist:Marina (United Kingdom)
• Album:Unreleased