القصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone
Flying, made of sticks and paper
(Aeroplane)
Dying, is the wind not climbing?
(My aeroplane)
Blowing, and going somewhere high
In the evening tumblin' down
But it's surely been up there
C...
I was wrong to keep you underneath my finger
I was wrong to try and change you like I did
Oh I was a fool, I was to blame
And I put myself to shame
Now you and your love can show me the way
*(...
i got a brand new aeroplane
i saw it yesterday
i'm coming 'round to see you
so you really got to say that
look we've got a metal house
look we've got a game
look here comes my aeroplane
to ...
w I, I feel like an aeroplane above the rain
...w I, I feel like an aeroplane above the rain
...w I, I feel like an aeroplane above the rain
...w I, I feel like an aeroplane above the rain
...w I, I feel like an aeroplane above the rain
...Oh I feel like aeroplane above the rain
...d I, I feel like an aeroplane above the rain
d to shoot down his aeroplane
...d to shoot down his aeroplane
...d to shoot down his aeroplane
...d to shoot down his aeroplane
...d to shoot down his aeroplane
sky While a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain Furry backed bees with a tireless drone Never moan, they're happy to be working And a grasshopper green could be heard but not seen While a light aeroplane sprayed the fields with a silvery rain Chorus: Fly away, Peter, fly away, Paul, before there's nothing left to fly at all Take to the sky, higher than high, before the silvery rain begins to fall Nothing moves now but the swaying ripe corn Not a dawn is greeted with a bird's song There's a feather or two from a bird that once flew Before a light aeroplane sprayed the fields