The wind gusts
And you take to flight
You spread wide
And you soar
Higher, higher, higher
You circle high
And then you dive down
You are playing
in the wind
There are two of you now
No, three
The wind gusts
and you soar
You flap, you flip, you fly
You are playing
in the wind

The children laugh
and try to chase you
But you laugh back
They run and run
and pounce
But you are gone
climbing, gliding, soaring
You are playing
in the wind

You are so fragile
Yet so strong
You are so simple
Yet you fly so well
You are white
You have spots
The spots look like letters
The letters say
United Colors of Benetton
You are a plastic bag
You are playing
in the wind
in Sarajevo.