(song lyrics)
Spreading their wings along the misty trail,
Ivory ghosts are speaking in a tongue unknown,
Singing songs unheard, shedding feathers-snow.
Heavenly creatures above the earthly play.
They are tired of flying, it's nice to fall down
From the sky...
God, let them fall down, God, let them fall down
To the solid ground, to the solid ground.
God, let them fall down.
Ref: Just close your eyes
To see us.
Holy hills and rumbling urban spots
Drawing us lower, closer to foreign worlds.
And we can't help it, please, understand us, Lord!
Farewell skies! Nothing can hold us back.
We fly to the Earth, we wonna touch road dust.
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