Дмитрий Селиванов - Flying Home (американская народная) | Текст песни

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Who are You? Who am I?
Is it real to touch the sky?
Nothing' real for the sky
Said the birds of paradise

I'm afraid, can't you see
Tell me where do you carry me?
You will soon realize
Said the birds of paradise — uu-u uu-u

Flying home, flying home
To the land that you once have known
To the peace that once was true
For the 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 can I 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 have known
To the peace that once was true
For the little girl like You uu-u

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

What you found here the light
No, I know what I felt was right
Morning sun can make u wise
Said the birds of paradise
The birds of paradise

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