Luyện nghe bài hát 109

Augsburg 109
Mottled battle
Lifting-off climbing up
Der scwarm lined up

through the ice cold air
On wings burdened fuel and led
fly and fight my rest will come
At wars end or I am dead

The word Jagd is given
Arm your and set the trim
out for the escort
Now let the begin

Where fly eternal sky
The up high
Twist and strike my mount of
My Augsburg eagle 109

White across the sky
Target sighted 2'o clock
Steadily on giant in a box formation
Now the killing

I comence a from astern
Six barrel's of mind
Trailing the bomber tuble
Spinning nose down first towards the

Out of
Low on fuel I break
To whell refuel and rearm
To intercept second wave

Hanging by your I climb
in the sky
Way above those fields
My faithful eagle 109