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)