Текст песни Bathory - 109
Bathory - 109 слова песни
Augsburg eagle 109Mottled battle dressLifting-off climbing up highDer scwarm lined up abreastCutting through the ice cold airOn wings burdened with fuel and ledI`ll fly and fight my rest will comeAt wars end or when I am deadThe word Frei Jagd is givenArm your guns and set the trimWatch out for the escortNow let the hunt beginWhere eagles fly eternal skyThe battlefield up highTwist and strike my mount of knightsMy faithful Augsburg eagle 109White contrails across the skyTarget sighted 2`o clock highSteadily on giant wings in a box formationNow the killing beginsI comence a run-in from asternSix barrel`s of mind soundTrailing smoke the bomber tubleSpinning nose down first towards the groundOut of ammunitionLow on fuel I break awayTo whell down refuel and rearmTo intercept their second waveHanging by your prop I climbAgain in the skyWay above those blooded fieldsMy faithful Augsburg eagle 109