Beautiful Cuba, the port area of ​​Havana, the eve of the Cuban revolution.

They are a family of circus performers, those who are called "soap angels". Live themselves, every day they walk along a thin rope, amuse the audience.

But are they happy themselves? Or does their work bring them nothing but disappointment and pain?

After all, this must be able to pass and not fall from a huge height.

But what about life? Every morning, opening their eyes, they stand on the same rope, stretched over the feelings, over love and hate, over pain and joy, over generosity and greed. And they follow it, measuring every step.

And those who look from below, because they want them to fall, almost everyone wants. And those who do not want to know who they are? Maybe the real angels? Angels of circus performers.

And now, squeezing the winning lottery ticket, they go to meet their happiness ... They distribute all the simple belongings on the way, hoping for a new, better life. They are ridiculous and a little ridiculous. But most importantly - they believe.

Will the angels save them? Or is there another disappointment and an incredible mixture of bitterness, love and selfishness ahead of these age-old "children"?