(Verse 1) In a land torn by shadows, where hope's hard to find Lived a poet, a teacher with fire in his mind He wrote of the struggles, the pain and the strife Of a land under siege, where they fight for their life (Pre-Chorus) And he penned down his heart, in words so clear "If I must die, you must live, my dear" (Chorus) Fly high, fly free With a kite made of dreams From the rubble and the dust, let it soar on the breeze For the children who watch, with hope in their eyes May they see in that kite, an angel in the skies (Verse 2) On a dark, fateful night, under skies filled with dread Came a storm of destruction, leaving families dead He stood with his kin, in the heart of the fray As the bombs tore their world, they had no words to say (Pre-Chorus) But his voice, it still echoes, through the stories we tell "If I must die, let it bring hope as well" (Chorus) Fly high, fly free With a kite made of dreams From the rubble and the dust, let it soar on the breeze For the children who watch, with hope in their eyes May they see in that kite, an angel in the skies (Bridge) In the heart of the conflict, amidst cries of despair He left us his legacy, a burden to bear Not of anger or vengeance, but of peace and of light In a world He left us his legacy, a burden to bear Not of anger or vengeance, but of peace and of light In a world torn asunder, he fought with his write (Chorus) Fly high, fly free With a kite made of dreams From the rubble and the dust, let it soar on the breeze For the children who watch, with hope in their eyes May they see in that kite, an angel in the skies (Outro) If I must die, let my story be told Of a man with a pen, and a heart brave and bold In the echoes of war, let his message ring clear In the flight of a kite, we find hope in the air
