Братья Грим - Лететь высоко
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Look
To these lights
We take off on them
And the winds river us
Holds tight
There
Where does the ice melt?
Fear breaks down
I feel it's time

Fly high
Cutting through the clouds
To distant lands
To other cities

Fly high
Cutting through the clouds
To distant lands
To other cities
Fly high

Fly high
Over the edge
Another horizon
Take it with you
Just a little bit
Myself
Leave it overboard
Shut up and watch
Lifting off the ground

Fly high
Cutting through the clouds
To distant lands
To other cities

Fly high
Cutting through the clouds
To distant lands
In other
In other

Fly high
Cutting through the clouds
To distant lands
In other
To other cities

Fly high
Cutting through the clouds
To distant lands
To other cities
Fly high

Fly high