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Who are you, who am I? Is it real do we touch the sky? Nothing's real - all disguise said the birds of paradise. I'm afraid can't you see tell me where do you carry me. You will soon realize said the birds of paradise. Flying home flying home to the land that you once have known, To the peace that once was true for a little girl like you. Flying home flying home from a world that is made of stone Till your heart is light and free like it once was meant to be. How can I go ahead when my eyes are becoming wet? Save your tears - dry your eyes said the birds of paradise. But the times passing by say how long do we have to fly? Moon will set, sun will rise said the birds of paradise. Flying home flying home to the land that you once have known . . Hear the sound see the light now I know that our way was right Morning sun can make you wise said the birds of paradise. Flying home...
What's the spring breathing jasmine and rose What's the summer with all its gay train What's the splendour of autumn to those Who've bartered their freedom for gain. (chorus) Let the love of our land's sacred rights To the love of our people succeed Let friendship and honour unite And flourish on both sides the Tweed. No sweetness the senses can cheer Which corruption and bribery bind No brightness the sun can e'er clear For honour's the sum of the mind. (repeat chorus) Let virtue distinguish the brave Place riches in lowest degree Think them poorest who can be a slave Them richest who dare to be free. (repeat chorus)
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Загрустил паренёк, Чиркнул спичку - огонёк. Табачок раздул, Затянулся, вздохнул.
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