Текст песни Михаил Калинкин - Мы поднимались в небо первыми

We climbed into the sky first -
On the boards, cables and percale .
Flying over dusty roads
Sound wood screw .
Materiel dashing and plywood ,
We gave pierced ,
Without a parachute and doubts
What schate - is the height .

By bronespinke bullets clatter ,
From under the hood beat the flames ,
And Messer , jumped out of the clouds,
Queues bashed ,
And we are holding the teeth in the air,
Cut their tails screws
Clenching his pen brush whitened ,
Farewell Russia and easy!

Because we do not have to honor loud !
We'd just broad meetings and partings
To the number of our landings
Equal to the number of our ups !

And over the forests of the Korean ,
And over the deserts of Afghanistan ,
On ocean spaces ,
And anguish cities.
Through tempests and the works of life
We carry their airplanes .
The fate of flight tasks
Re- doing inside and out.

Oh, our fate migratory ,
Where the height of renting exam.
And every time a new ticket -
They are life and death are intertwined .
And our souls aircraft
Fly through the clouds ,
They no longer works
Any way to come down.

Because we do not have to honor loud !
We'd just broad meetings and partings
To the number of our landings
Equal to the number of our ups !

And we shall be on the brink
Between the left bank and right
In titans composite riveted
Crane perkalevoy soul.
Space cut blade
And the right - death, and to the left - thanks !
A bottom - warm breath
You tame cars!
Space cut blade
And the right - death, and to the left - thanks !
And this is eternal pursuit
Already nothing to drown !

Because we do not have to honor loud !
We'd just broad meetings and partings
To the number of our landings
Equal to the number of our ups !