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Letra de 109

Augsburg eagle 109 Mottled battle dress Lifting-off climbing up high Der swarm lined up abreastCutting 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 deadThe word Frei Jagd is given Arm your guns and set the trim Watch out for the escort Now let the hunt beginWhere eagles fly eternal sky The battlefield up high Twist and strike my mount of knights My faithful Augsburg eagle 109White contrails across the sky Target sighted 2'o clock high Steadily on giant wings in a box formation Now the killing beginsI comence a run-in from astern Six barrel's of mind sound Trailing smoke the bomber table Spinning nose down first towards the groundOut of ammunition Low on fuel I break away To well down refuel and rearm To intercept their second waveHanging by your prop I climb Again in the sky Way above those blooded fields My faithful Augsburg eagle 109.