Uçurtma
Şebnem Ferah
Kite
I've come
I've gone
Suddenly, we evaporated
In a room full of books
The world slowly stretched out in front of me
I haven't written my most beautiful song yet
I haven't written my most beautiful song yet
The windmill came with the wind, the wind brought the kite
The kite watched the world with fear through a child's eyes
A pigeon on the sidewalk
Suddenly fell face down
A soul swaddled in swaddling clothes
Overflowed from consciences to the sky
I haven't written my most beautiful song yet
I haven't written my most beautiful song yet
The windmill came with the wind, the wind brought the kite
The kite watched the world with fear through a child's eyes
