March of Stalin's Air Force - WW2 - march of the soviet air force lyrics
- Second world war
We were born to make a fairy tale come true,
Overcome space and open space,
We mind hand-made steel fenders,
And instead of heart - a flaming engine.
Higher and Higher and Higher
We strive to fly our birds,
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.
Throwing up his camera compliant
Or creating an unprecedented flight
We are aware of how the air is growing fleet,
Our world's first proletarian fleet!
Higher and Higher and Higher
We strive to fly our birds,
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.
Our sharp eyes pierces each atom,
Our determination dressed every nerve;
And believe us, every ultimatum
The fleet will be able to give an answer.
Higher and Higher and Higher
We strive to fly our birds,
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.
5 сен 2024
