One of our planes was missing Two hours overdue One of our planes was missing With all it's 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
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, boys 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 one motor gone We can still carry on Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer Comin' in on a wing and a prayer With our full crew on board And our trust in the lord We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Был озабочен очень воздушный наш народ: К нам не вернулся ночью с бомбежки самолет. Радисты скребли в эфире, волну найдя едва, И вот без пяти четыре услышали слова:
"Мы летим, ковыляя во мгле, Мы ползем на последнем крыле. Бак пробит, хвост горит и машина летит Hа честном слове и на одном крыле..."
Hу, дела! Hочь была! Их объекты разбомбили мы дотла. Мы ушли, ковыляя во мгле, мы к родной подлетаем земле. Бак пробит, хвост горит и машина летит Hа честном слове и на одном крыле.