Luyện nghe bài hát 109

Augsburg 109
battle dress
Lifting-off up high
Der scwarm lined up

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

The word Frei is given
Arm your guns and set the
out for the escort
Now let the hunt

Where fly eternal sky
The battlefield up
and strike my mount of knights
My faithful Augsburg 109

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

I comence a run-in from
Six barrel's of mind
Trailing smoke the bomber
nose down first towards the ground

Out of
Low on fuel I away
To whell down refuel and
To intercept their second

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