Текст песни Wings & Feathers - Abby

The frames are running faster
And with every stone we′ll pass
We're getting closer to the winds
Of salty smell and grin
There′re so many places waiting
And many to be found
By tonight we'll be there laying
Our heads down side by side
And every summer we will speak
Another language for a week
Make it to Rome and
Climb up the dome and
We'll be there
And every year we′ll take the chance
To make a trip over to france
Holding a speech and
Enter the beach and
We′ll be there!
And still we drive on empty streets
Through foreign boulevards
With the spirit to accomplish
The mission in our hearts
We make our way along the edge
Of different currencies
All too soon we'll have to leave
The trip that leads us to
Growing wings and feathers
That bring us here in June
Jones we stick together
The way around the moon
And every summer we will speak
Another language for a week
Make it to Rome and
Climb up the dome and
We′ll be there
And every year we'll take the chance to make a trip over to france
Holding a speech and
Enter the beach and
We′ll be there
And every summer we will speak another language for a week make it to Rome and
Climb up the dome and
We'll be there
And every year we′ll take the chance to make a trip over to france
Holding a speech and
Enter the beach and
We'll be there