Музыка - П. Ребер Слова - П. Ребер (Кроме \"Nothing’s real for the sky, Said the birds of paradise\", \"...the world\" (в припеве) и \"Put you thumb, hear the light, Now I know what I’ve heard was right\" — Д. Селиванов)
Who are you? Who am I? Is it real to touch the sky? Nothing´s real for the sky, - Said the birds of paradise.
I´am afraid, can´t you see?! Tell me, where you carry me? You will soon realize! - Said the birds of paradise.
Flying home, flying home To the land that you once had known, To the peace that once was true For a little girl like you.
Flying home, flying home From the world that is made of stone Till your heart is light and free Like it once was meant to be.
How I can go ahead, When my eyes are becoming wet? Save your tears! Dry your eyes! - Said the birds of paradise.
By the time is passing by Say, how long do we have to fly? Moon will set - sun will rise! - Said the birds of paradise.
Flying home, flying home To the land that you once had known, To the peace that once was true For a little girl like you.
Flying home, flying home From the world that is made of stone Till your heart is light and free Like it once was meant to be.
Watch the sun! And here´s the light! Now I know what I´ve heard was right! Morning sun can make you wise, - Said the birds of paradise.