Run kids, run
The seagulls would not catch up
With the speed of your heart
No hope is that faraway
Tomorrows are not so distant
Each hope and wait
Nestles in your palms
Close your dreams tightly
The blue color of the sky
Should not slip through your fingers
Like awakening of a flower’s bud
Like a butterfly emerging from cocoon
Let that pretty life make a new start
Run kids, run
Open your doors nicely
Host happiness
Show hospitality to tyranny if necessary
Do not hang up on the string of a kite
Fly your dreams towards the blue horizons
This is how to live best
This life
In such depths
Translated into English by Mesut Şenol