High, high, high in the sky
Why, why, why do you cry?
Refren:
The sky is blue, the earth is green,
The sun is nice, like tangerine,
But you still cry,
I don't know why,
And you're still sad -
It's very bad,
It's very bad.
To fly with my little girl
Side by side -
It's a dream of my soul
For all my life.
Refren:
'Seems me, not yours.
You say: -Of course
My dreams are same,
But I'm afraid
To fall from height,
Like two dead birds,
And what you'll say
To these my words?
-My dear girl,
Don't be afraid,
We shall not fall
From our height.
Turn off your mind,
Swim through the sky,
And then we'll fly
To magic isles,
To magic isles.