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We teach airplanes to fly,
We teach them to conquer fear,
That's what our job is -
Teaching airplanes to fly.
We're all dreamers a bit,
We're more romantics than mathematicians,
Really, we're all test pilots,
We're prospectors of the sky routes.
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We're alone behind the clouds at that moment,
It's the first machine, it's always a little nervous,
It's not used to sky,
And I was given the task to give it wings.
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Every flight is a parting,
You're not saying good bye, trying to joke,
Hundreds of hours of waiting
Are like a test of your live.
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We don't need the word about heroism,
We're loyal to our friends not on one's order,
The joy of victory and bereavements
Have deeply connected us with each other.
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