1. I'm rinning to the clouds.
I rode the lightning with no doubts
I made me magic fly between the stars.
And mister Churchill said -
Our lives wil never, never fade
And headlessness will be our only aid.
R. We're flying to the clouds, we're rode the lightning.
We're flying and our madness is so exiting.
No minutes, hours or days.
I never knew how fine is your face
No happiness, no fears - just me and you!
2. Your mother's out of sight.
I left my home in the night.
We're flying up so easy and so free.
And mister Churchill cried -
Must to kiss the ground for goodbye,
We're flying high together - you and me.
R. We're flying to the clouds, we're rode the lightning.
We're flying and our madness is so exiting.
No minutes, hours or days.
I never knew how fine is your face
No happiness, no fears - just me and you!
3. We're flying free and high.
Now stroke the wind and touch the sky,
Enarm your secret dream and don't be shy.
We'll fill the emptiness with our moans and caress,
Now our feelings cannot be expressed.
R. We're flying to the clouds, we're rode the lightning.
We're flying and our madness is so exiting.
No minutes, hours or days.
I never knew how fine is your face
No happiness, no fears - just me and you!
Стихи - 27 октября 1994 г. Москва
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