RED KITE
Kite, kite, red kite
What are you escaping from?
On and on, further on
Through the blue summer sky
Higher than the birds
Higher than a plane
Higher than the highest clouds
‘Till you’re out of sight
I wish someone could elevate me on a rope
So I could float
But unfortunately I have no wings
La la fly ly
That is why I stay down here
What are you escaping from?
On and on, further on
Through the blue summer sky
Higher than the birds
Higher than a plane
Higher than the highest clouds
‘Till you’re out of sight
I wish someone could elevate me on a rope
So I could float
But unfortunately I have no wings
La la fly ly
That is why I stay down here