Luyện nghe bài hát 109

Augsburg 109
Mottled battle
Lifting-off up high
Der scwarm up abreast

Cutting through the ice air
On wings burdened with and led
I'll fly and fight my rest will
At wars end or I am dead

The Frei Jagd is given
Arm your and set the trim
Watch out for the
Now let the hunt

eagles fly eternal sky
The up high
and strike my mount of knights
My faithful Augsburg 109

White across the sky
Target 2'o clock high
on giant wings in a box formation
Now the begins

I comence a run-in from
Six barrel's of sound
smoke the bomber tuble
Spinning nose first towards the ground

Out of
Low on I break away
To whell down refuel and
To intercept their wave

Hanging by prop I climb
in the sky
Way above those fields
My faithful Augsburg 109