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Axe
Right before the flying
I'm calm, without fear.
The horizon's shining
And my coast is clear.

See my wing flapping,
Scars on my wings.
Banal bird-trapping
It's not my thing.

Now the Sky is near,
You're the finest ace.
Soon I will appear,
Start the air race.

Your recollection
The hands on the wheel
In the direction
To glow at your will.


Two souls float on the heaven's side,
Two fates can't be apart, they unite.
Even stars have time for the light.
Death is not for that mind
That was born for the flight.


Troubles on the ground,
Here I am condemned.
Think back the plane's sound.
Where's our native land?

Our home is heaven,
Invisible size.
Aircraft are having
Own paradise.


Two souls float on the heaven's side,
Two fates can't be apart, they unite.
Even stars have time for the light.
Death is not for that mind
That was born for the flight.


Former air legend
Should not live this life.
Do you hear the engine?
I won't leave the staff.

So hit the starter,
Wheels up from afar.
I am the fighter,
The same as you are!


Two souls float on the heaven's side,
Two fates can't be apart, they unite.
Even stars have time for the light.
Death is not for that mind
Two souls float on the heaven's side,
Two fates can't be apart, they unite.
Even stars have time for the light.
Death is not for that mind
That was born for the flight.