There are skies infinitely high,
Above the clinging dust of daily life,
Forever beckoning and lonely.
Standing beneath them, you dream of wings.
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Есть небеса бесконечно высокие,
Выше прилипчивой будничной пыли,
Вечно зовущие и одинокие.
Стоя под ними, мечтаешь о крыльях.