Текст (слова) песни: Phil Collins - High Flying Angel
While the city starts to sleep She`s watching over you Smoke hangs on the downtown skyline Moon pushes through But some people`s on fire tonight Wind rushing round their feet Someone`s gonna sleep well tonight Word is on the street
So high flyer, high flyer Fly high tonight Fly angel, fly higher Fly here tonight
It`s a tribal thing we`re seeing War paint on the face A question of territory, pride and space People strutting and feathers flying It`s a sorry scene Someone`s sleeping well tonight Word is on the street
So high flyer, high flyer Fly high tonight Fly angel, fly higher Fly here tonight
Brother, my brother Don`t let me down again Mother oh mother Wipe away your tears again
High flying bird embraced him Held him to her breast Soft feathers brushed his face Finally came to rest Gently rocking him to and fro He quietly went to sleep Someone`s found a place of peace tonight Word is on the street So high flyer, high flyer Fly high tonight Fly angel, fly higher Fly away tonight
High flyer, high flyer Fly high tonight Fly angel, fly higher Fly safe tonight
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