Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
What a show, what a fight
Boys, we really hit our target for tonight
How we sing as we limp through the air
Look below, there's our field over there
With our one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
With our full crew on board
And our trust in the Lord
We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer
* * *
Был озабочен очень воздушный наш народ:
К нам не вернулся ночью с бомбежки самолет.
Радисты скребли в эфире, волну найдя едва,
И вот без пяти четыре услышали слова:
"Мы летим, ковыляя во мгле,
Мы ползем на последнем крыле.
Бак пробит, хвост горит и машина летит
На честном слове и на одном крыле..."
Ну, дела! Ночь была!
В нас зенитки били с каждого угла,
Вражьи стаи летали во мгле –
«мессершмитты», орел на орле.
«Мессершмитт» нами сбит
А наш «птенчик» летит
На честном слове и на одном крыле
Ну, дела! Ночь была!
Их объекты разбомбили мы до тла.
Мы ушли, ковыляя во мгле,
Мы к родной подлетаем земле.
Вся команда цела и машина пришла
На честном слове и на одном крыле
COMIN 'IN ON WING AND A PRAYER
COMIN 'IN ON WING AND A PRAYER
OUR ONE MOTOR GONE
WE CAN Still Carry ON
COMIN 'IN ON WING AND A PRAYER
What a Show, What a Fight
Boys, We Really Hit Our Target for Tonight
How We Sing AS We Limp Through The Air
Look Below, There's Our Field Over There
OUR ONE MOTOR GONE
WE CAN Still Carry ON
COMIN 'IN ON WING AND A PRAYER
COMIN 'IN ON WING AND A PRAYER
COMIN 'IN ON WING AND A PRAYER
Our Full Crew On Board
AND OUR TRUST IN THE LORD
We're Comin 'In ON WING AND A PRAYER
* * *
Our people were concerned about:
We have not returned to us at night with a bombing plane.
Radines scraper on the air, wave finding barely,
And without five four heard words:
"We are flying by making in the darkness,
We can in the last wing.
Tank breaks, the tail is lit and the car flies
On an honest word and on one wing ... "
Well, things! Night was!
In us, anti-aircraft guns beat from every corner,
The enemy flocks flew in the Mol -
"Messerschmitts", Eagle on Orel.
"Messerschmitt" we are shot down
And our "chick" flies
On an honest word and on one wing
Well, things! Night was!
Their objects were bombed to the Tla.
We left by waking in the darkness,
We are to the native flowed land.
The whole team of the mustache and the car came
On an honest word and on one wing
