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Все на полу-баррэ.
Hm
Who are You? Who am I?
G D
Is it real to tide to sky?
Em Hm
Nothing's real for the sky
F#
Sing the birds of paradise
I'm afraid, can't You see
Tell me where do You carry me?
You will soon realize
Sing the birds of paradise
G
Flying home, flying home
D
To the land that your hearth have gone
Em
To the peace that once was true
F# Hm
For the little girl like You
Flying home, flying home
From the world that is made of stone
To your heart is light and free
Like it once was meant to be
How can I go ahead
When my eyes becoming wet
Save your tears, dry your eyes
Sing the birds of paradise
At the time's passing by
Say how long'd we have to fly
Moon will set, sun will raise
Sing the birds of paradise
Flying home, flying home
To the land that your hearth have gone
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
To your heart is light and free
Like it once was meant to be
Don't You found here the light
No, I know that start was right
Moon and sun can make You raise
Sing the birds of paradise
The birds of paradise
The birds of paradise
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