Luyện nghe bài hát 109

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

through the ice cold air
On burdened with fuel and led
I'll fly and fight my will come
At end or when I am dead

The Frei Jagd is given
Arm guns and set the trim
out for the escort
Now let the begin

Where eagles fly sky
The battlefield up
Twist and strike my mount of
My faithful eagle 109

contrails across the sky
Target sighted 2'o high
Steadily on giant wings in a box
Now the killing

I comence a from astern
Six of mind sound
smoke the bomber tuble
Spinning down first towards the ground

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

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