Небо

From an early age I could not understand
Why seek to exercise
In anger,
In indifference to everyone and everything
Why do you look down forever ?
No, better smile!
Oh, come on -
Simply feelings are not open to anyone

Hopes and desires for sleep rainy wall
Fear of disappointment again does not have a

Or maybe not worth waiting
In the book of life of the hero,
That of slush build
White Palace in the clouds?
We forget -
Happiness only in our hands!

You are your yardstick merte our world ,
We do not just want to survive until death -
Let it be bright Measure out each hour
Wildest dreams will come true ,
Our belief in happiness gives us wings -
Sky meets the sky greets us !

You are taught from childhood to hide glance
As if everyone is to blame
From birth ,
That risked to be born
Unfamiliar to us - you stranger -
And let go party
moments
Happiness, which has no place

Comes , as a home , longing heart
And you reply, reply publicly to the end:

What prevents believe in miracles ,
What prevents to live where
Belief that Judas lives
Every one who looks into the eyes ?
Maybe there is no abyss
Maybe there - heaven?

You are your yardstick merte our world ,
We do not just want to survive until death -
Let it be bright Measure out each hour
Wildest dreams will come true ,
Our belief in happiness gives us wings -
Sky meets the sky greets us !

You are your yardstick merte our world ,
We do not just want to survive until death -
Maybe not immediately, but our time will come!
If you dream to climb higher and higher,
This world will be a little kinder and cleaner
Star manager invites us to take off !
Rise !