Текст песни Гимн ЦСК ВВС КРЯЖ - марш летчиков

We were born to make a fairy tale come true
Overcome space and open space
We gave the mind of steel in the hands of the wings,
And instead of heart - a flaming engine.

Still higher, higher and higher,
We strive to flight our birds
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.

Throwing in a height unit obedient
Or creating an unprecedented flight,
We are conscious, as the air is growing fleet,
Our first in the world - Proletarian fleet.

Still higher, higher and higher,
We strive to flight our birds
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.

Our sharp eyes pierces each atom
Our determination touched every nerve,
And believe us, just the ultimatum
The fleet will be able to give an answer.

Still higher, higher and higher,
We strive to flight our birds
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.