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[Obi Wan Iakobi]

[Obi Wan Iakobi]

[Obi Wan Iakobi]

[ΛΑΘΕ ΒΙΩΣΑΣ]

ME-262 prince of turbojet
Junkers Jumo 004
Blasts from clustered R4M quartets in my snout
And see these English planes go burn

Well, you be my witness, how red were the skies
When the fortresses flew for the very last time
It was dark over Westphalia
In April of '45

[Obi Wan Iakobi]

[Adidas]

[Jimmy81]

[Feindflug]

[Feindflug]

[Obi Wan Iakobi]

[Σπανοβαγγελοδημήτρης]

Thirteen Senses - Sky Fighters - Into The Fire

[Jimmy81]

[Adidas]

[Adidas]

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[dna replication]

Yakovlev Fighter
I'm Yakovlev fighter, my engine sings steel,
Skies are my soul and fiber,
But he, who's sitting behind the wheel,
He thinks of himself as a fighter.

Junkers went down in this last ordeal -
I struck with all fighter’s force.
But he, who's sitting behind the wheel,
Already makes me remorse.

In recent dogfights 'was hit a great deal,
Mechanics did overhauling.
But he, who's sitting behind the wheel,
Again, he would force me stalling.

Inside the bomb bay there are bombs that will bring
Death to the headquarters.
But stabilizers, they are eager to sing -
“Peace for sons and daughters!”

From left side a Messerschmitt gets on my heels.
I’m wounded and tired of war.
But he, who's sitting behind the wheel,
I see - he is going head-on!

And what is he doing? Get ready to blast!
But I will not burn in the rye!
Velocity limits all broken at last,
I exit this treacherous dive.

I’m leading, behind me… I better lose wings! -
Just where is he – my wingman?
And now he’s on fire, he just nodes and he sings:
“Peace for all your children!”

The one, who's sitting inside my skull,
Was left by himself - a fool.
He got me confused and he forced me to dive
Right from the Nesterov's loop4.

He switched to full throttle, he increased overloads,
Well, hardly a fighter ace.
Again, I would have to conform, I suppose,
But this one is very last.

I'll not be submissive! I swear by these skies!
It's better to lie on the ground.
Now what? Is he deaf? Can't he hear my fast pulse?
My gasoline blood - it runs out?!

The patience threshold of the vehicle was reached -
The time for the pilot had passed.
The one, who's sitting behind the wheel,
He suddenly hit the glass.

He's killed! With an ease I am flying alive,
I'm burning my last reserves.
What's this? I'm maintaining the vertical dive -
Can't level the flight by myself!

It's bloody annoying that I've little achieved,
But let Lady Luck gift others.
It seems that today I was able to sing
“Peace for all your mothers!”
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