The blue-blue sea is waving me,
But I would like to fly.
The sea is blue, the sea is nice,
But I love summer sky.
The sky is blue, the sky is nice,
But I love other things,
I love to fly so far in clouds,
But I have no such wings.
The sea is deep, it's waving me,
But sky is always sky.
And I have dream, which any has:
I always want to fly.
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