Life is a pilo-pilotage,
Life has burnt the wings.
Gagarin, I loved you.
After all the monkeys,
After all the dogs,
We finally sent a human up
To do a human's job.
With a simple way of speaking
And a boyish, goofy grin...
Tonight's the night we've set aside
For good ol'
Gagarin.
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