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Текст песни Jethro Tull - Aeroplane

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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.Crying, want to live my life as my aeroplaneSighing, in the [sun time, but softly?](My aeroplane.)Lonely, but only until it comes downWhere there`s people running `round.But it`s surely been up there,Flying.(My aeroplane.)(My aeroplane.)(My aeroplane.)(My aeroplane.)

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