Stepping on the road he made his way

To the stellar far land of his desire

Singing strange and crazy by the day

Like all the pretty things he once admired

Singing pretty like a bird

Singing pretty like a high class fool

Big love of a tiny fool



All that he loved was yet to be

As he threw that starry look into his crowd

A holy seer without a holy book

Such easy meat for the hunting hounds

Sang the key of minor sonnet

That he got from the Major Cool

Big love of a tiny fool



He'll make it he'll deliver

Don't forget it he's all heart

Beauty innocence

Fire without a spark

He'll make it he'll deliver 

Don't forget it it's all heart

Beauty innocence

Fire without a spark



Sitting pretty like a bird

Sitting pretty like a high class fool

Big love of a tiny fool



He'll make it he'll deliver

Don't forget it he's all heart

Beauty innocence

Fire without a spark

He'll make it he'll deliver 

Don't forget it it's all heart

Beauty innocence

Fire without a spark





(`Sen ` means `You` in Turkish)