Текст песни пропоганда - Ветерок

A wind walks in my head
I am happier than anyone in the world!
Along the grass road
I'm running nowhere from outside
On the go, picking flowers:
Why am I not flying?
Behind the back were
Their own wings.
Gave them to not many,
But changed them to their feet,
I spread my arms
And to spite any science:

Chorus: Get off the ground!

Startled the horizon in the distance.
The wings smell like mothballs
On the knees is dirt and clay.
People stare at me
After all, no one knows how!
Even if they wanted to,
All the same, I wouldn’t have flown.
I have a good angel
I borrowed for a while.
A wind walks in my head
I am happier than anyone in the world!

I'll turn myself around
And now I'm upside down.
The sky jumped to the ground
The clouds heed the movements.
I'm in the airy ocean
Two stars are in the pocket.
You just have to really believe
What dreams really
Turn into reality
It is not genius that matters.
I, one in a million.
I conquer the sky "

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