Dog > t´aurais pas pu attendre dix minutes de plus ?
Je la connaissais, Still Loving You
There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we´ve got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack.
Jump in the cockpit and start up the engine
Remove all the wheelblocks there´s no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it´s too late.
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won´t you run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces high.
Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again.
Bandits at 8 O´clock move in behind us
Ten ME-109´s out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won´t you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high.
