Mottled battle dress
Lifting-off climbing up high
Der scwarm lined up abreast
Cutting through the ice cold air
On wings burdened with fuel and led
I'll fly and fight my rest will come
At wars end or when I am dead
The word Frei Jagd is given
Arm your guns and set the trim
Watch out for the escort
Now let the hunt begin
Where eagles fly eternal sky
The battlefield up high
Twist and strike my mount of knights
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
White contrails across the sky
Target sighted 2'o clock high
Steadily on giant wings in a box formation
Now the killing begins
I comence a run-in from astern
Six barrel's of mind sound
Trailing smoke the bomber tuble
Spinning nose down first towards the ground
Out of ammunition
Low on fuel I break away
To whell down refuel and rearm
To intercept their second wave
Hanging by your prop I climb
Again in the sky
Way above those blooded fields
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
Augsburg eagle 109 Mottled battle dress Lifting-off climbing up high Der scwarm lined up abreast Cutting through the ice cold air On wings burdened with fuel and led I'll fly and fight my rest will come At wars end or when I am dead The word Frei Jagd is given Arm your guns and set the trim Watch out for the escort Now let the hunt begin Where eagles fly eternal sky The battlefield up high Twist and strike my mount of knights My faithful Augsburg eagle 109 White contrails across the sky Target sighted 2'o clock high Steadily on giant wings in a box formation Now the killing begins I comence a run-in from astern Six barrel's of mind sound Trailing smoke the bomber tuble Spinning nose down first towards the ground Out of ammunition Low on fuel I break away To whell down refuel and rearm To intercept their second wave Hanging by your prop I climb Again in the sky Way above those blooded fields My faithful Augsburg eagle 109 Explain Request ×
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