Comin' In On a Wing and a Prayer (Летим на крыле и молитве) (фокстрот) - H. Adamson, J. McHugh
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer Comin' in on a wing and a prayer Though there's one motor gone We can still carry on Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
What a show, what a fight Yes 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 full crew aboard And our trust in the Lord We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer
One of our planes was missing Two hours overdue One of our planes was missing With all its gallant crew The radio sets were humming We waited for a word Then a noise broke through the humming And this is what we heard --------------- Lyric by Harold Adamson Music by Jimmy McHugh
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У нас этот фокстрот (со словами С. Болотина) очень любили в исполнении Леонида Утёсова, хотя меня, честно говоря, передергивает, когда я слушаю эту песню — если вспомнить, что вытворяла бомбардировочная авиация союзников над Германией... (Примечание Л. Х.)