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)