Посвящается самой обаятельной девочке в мире Лизе Сулеймановой.
I always dreaming how to fly,
Far, far away in blue, blue sky.
Between the birds and clouds so high
But mother said:"you couldn't". Why?
I don't have wings, I'm not a plain.
I can not drop from clouds as rain.
I'm simply child, the pritty one
And I can sing and love and run.
I want to fly
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