Music lovers worldwide know that when Sheya Mendlowitz spots talent, good things are coming their way. Recently, Sheya was introduced to new talent Avrumy Kalter who not only has a unique tone to his voice, but is also a musician.

The two decided to collaborate on a project and Sheya introduced Avrumy to his close friend, composer Abie Rotenberg. They chose to perform an updated version of the old favorite Little Kite.

With the project underway, they reached out to arranger extraordinaire Yisroel Lamm to arrange the music.

The song Little Kite was written and performed originally by Abie Rotenberg in the 1993 release of Journeys 2.

Enjoy this refreshing new take on an Abie Rotenberg classic,

introducing newcomer Avrumy Kalter in a Sheya Mendlowitz production. Keep an eye out for the name Avrumy Kalter in the future.

Credits:
Little Kite Composed by: Abie Rotenberg
Vocals By: Abie Rotenberg & Avrumy Kalter
Music Arranged by: Yisroel Lamm
Produced by: Sheya Mendlowitz
Cello: Yoed Nir, Timothy Leonard
Piano: Yaron Gershovsky
Guitar: Amit Peled
Bass: Mitch Friedman
Percussion: Jon Uman
Mixed & Mastered by: Baba Z @ Chai Beadel Studio
Video by: On Time Studios

Lyrics

The sky’s bright and clear, the wind’s blowing strong
Winter has passed now the sun’s shining proud
What a glorious day to send up a kite
To dance and soar high over the clouds

Through the traffic and noise, I ran to the park
An island surrounded with castles of stone
With my kite and a spool of clear plastic line
We journey together a long way from home

Little kite tell me, for I cannot fly
Can you see distant oceans and mountains so high
But most of all tell me, for I cannot see
Is there a God in heaven, does he know of me?

Lighter than air, my little kite flew
Riding the wind like an eagle in flight
So far away now just a speck in the sky
Reaching the heavens it vanished from sight

Little kite tell me, for I cannot fly
Can you see distant oceans and mountains so high
But most of all tell me, for I cannot see
Is there a God in heaven, does he know of me?

Well someone passed by, and looked at me strange
He asked what you doing on this day so fair?
Flying a kite, well how could that be
Cant you see little boy there’s nothing up there

Little kite tell me why I’ve been so blind
Using my eyes oh in place of my mind
For though I can’t see you I do understand
You’re tuggin’ and pullin’ the string in my hand

You’re tuggin’ and pullin’ the string in my hand