Текст песни Андрей Беркут и Александр Медведский - Самолет мечты

Paper airplane flying over the yard
And even if the short flight was not high
But from childhood, flying into this sky one day
Forever he lit my heart with a dream

Let the paths be difficult, the fate flies
Covering with a paper wing
The plane of fate, the plane of dreams
White dot on blue.

Chorus: The sky is an abyss over your head
The sky you reign in our dreams
The sky has become our love
With the love that is alone in life

Obsessed with dreams, we sweep away the barriers
We know this is the only way to reach the sky
And thoughts are born like winged birds
It means that we can also fly like birds

Let the paths be difficult, the fate flies
Silver glittering wing
The plane of fate, the plane of dreams
White footprint on blue.

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