My friend E was interested in volunteering and she was asking me about the orphanage in Phnom Penh I worked in a couple of years ago. As I was sharing my experience with her, the happy days with the kids flooded back into my mind, overwhelmingly. Once again I was back to that bright and windy evening along the Tonle river, when our colorful kites flew high in the sky and our gleeful laughters resonated loud in the air. I remember my head was playing the song Cerf-volant from the movie Les Choristes over and over again. That was a beautiful song, that was a beautiful evening.
Cerf-volant
Volant au vent
Ne t'arrête pas
Vers la mers
Haut dans les airs
Un enfant te voit
Voyage insolent
Troubles enivrant
Amours innocentes
Suivent ta voie
Suivent ta voie
En volant
Cerf-volant
Volant au vent
Ne t'arrête pas
Vers la mers
Haut dans les airs
Un enfant te voit
Et dans la tourmente
Tes ailes triomphantes
N'oublie pas de revenir
Vers moi
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