Опубликовано: 20 июня 2015 18:10

THE PILOT’S DEATH

Face to face; we hate each other

Angel’s crying;  it doesn’t matter

Name the God we ‘re praying, asking

-Please save and keep me!

He came from the German border

Blindly following the order

Stupid young and full of honour

But I must stop him!

Chorus

Bloody sunset will fill in the hearts with sacred hate

And the pit of hell is waiting us

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Guns spit out the fire!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Engine choke-bores, dying.

 

Part2

God of war is laughing loudly

We will take the fortune proudly

Echelon of three spifires

Just toy for the “Rotte”

Have to time for any changes

Covered with wild hot rage

Throwing ourself to the altal

We must stop the “Rotte”

Chorus

Burned lips whisper simply words “God please, keep British Queen!”

Right flown’s plane peck and flash goes to ground

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Guns spit out the fire!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy!

Engine choke-bores, dying.

 

Part3

Shine of crown’s gonna die with fellows

Who believed in Empire.

Just a second! Damned Junkers broke the captains plane

With fire

One for two – unequal fight, the only chance

To see the eyes of God!

What the hell?! I can not believe; these eyes

Are Germans…

I’ll take this view when soul of mine will went up to the clouds!!!

 

Face to face; we hate each other

Angel’s crying;  it doesn’t matter

Name the God we ‘re praying, asking

-Please save and keep me!

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