Текст песни High Flight - Vera Lynn feat. The Squadronaires

Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of – wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence, hovering there
I've chased the shouting wind along
And flung my eager craft through footless halls of air

Up, up the long, delicious burning blue
I've topped the wind, swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space
Put out my hand
And touched the face of God