przemowoAnalizator/testSet/pos/And_again_I_buildIt_is.txt

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2020-01-06 14:46:37 +01:00
And again I build
It is not easy to part with you,
Forever young blue sky.
Oh, climb used just once or two
And the bet at a rate to me.
Planes buzz appealingly
And the name, as friends fighting.
I do not have time to look back,
And replaced by young ones.
Chorus:
I teach them to fly, I teach win.
This means I'm back in the fight.
And again I build, and again in combat.
Life, I'm so grateful to you.
And, I'm not used to believe
Years rush to work and worry.
Forty-five - you are not yet old,
But your age - abroad for the pilot.
We are sad about the stellar altitudes,
On the ground, we meet the dawn.
Baton to his young
We're giving away in good hands.
Chorus.
In the early days I start to go out.
A new day we encounter in flight.
I'm excited to look at the sky.
Good luck, young drivers!
Immediately like myself know.
Hello, my youth fire,
We have to guard her,
All Fatherland from edge to edge.
Chorus.
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