Kai Po Che Udaan

(ooh-ho-ho-ho) My fingers have spent fifty years holding the thread Now the

papers are painted in gold,

blue, and red I crafted the eagles to climb through the air

And left all my youth in the Ahmedabad square Today is the

day that I lay down my string To watch the final great

bird take to its wing

The children are gathered,

the wind starts to rise We lift up the eagle to conquer

the skies

(Kai

Po Che!)

See the eagle fly,

soaring so high

Against the deep blue of the winter sky (Kai Po Che!) Feel

the thread go loose,

hear the children shout

This is what the final flight is all about

Their laughter is louder than any wind's roar My old heart is

dancing as high as before I pass down the reel to the

hands of the young The sweet song of freedom has finally been

sung (hoooo-ooh-yeah)

(Kai Po Che!)

See the eagle fly,

soaring so high Against the deep blue of the winter sky (Kai

Po Che!) Feel the thread go loose,

hear the children shout

This is what the final flight is all about

(Kai Po Che...)