Uçurtma [English translation]

My past, my history suddenly evaporated

World laid down in front of me in a room with many books

I stil haven't lived my most beautiful song (x2)

Windmill came with wind, and the wind came with the kite

And the kite watched the world ghastly through a child's eyes

A dove suddenly laid on the ground

A soul embraced in bundle poured to the sky from conscience

I still haven't write my most beautiful song (x2)

Windmill came with wind, and the wind came with the kite

And the kite watched the world ghastly through a child's eyes

I still haven't write my most beautiful song (x2)

Windmill came with wind, and the wind came with the kite

And the kite watched the world ghastly through a child's eyes

(x2)