歌词
(Verse 1)
In the midst of war, in the skies so cold,
A B-17 bomber, its wings unfold.
With engines roaring and guns ablaze,
It flew into battle on its perilous phase.
But the enemy fire took its toll,
And the bomber was wounded, losing control.
As it struggled to fly, with smoke in its wake,
A German fighter pilot approached, not to forsake.
(Chorus)
In the heart of the conflict, amid the fray,
Compassion found a way.
A Bf 109 pilot, his heart did unfold,
To save a wounded B-17, in the story told.
(Verse 2)
As the B-17 faltered, its fate unknown,
A Bf 109 appeared, not to cast a stone.
Through the smoke and the fire, a gesture of peace,
As the enemy pilot's actions began to release.
He flew by its side, a guardian in the sky,
Guiding the wounded bomber, where angels fly.
With a salute and a nod, a message profound,
In the chaos of war, humanity was found.
(Chorus)
In the heart of the conflict, amid the fray,
Compassion found a way.
A Bf 109 pilot, his heart did unfold,
To save a wounded B-17, in the story told.
(Bridge)
In the aftermath of battle, amidst the scars and pain,
Two foes became friends, breaking the chain.
For in that fleeting moment, on wings of grace,
The bond of humanity found its rightful place.
(Guitar Solo)
(Verse 3)
Years have passed since that fateful day,
But the tale of compassion will never decay.
For in the skies above, where once they fought,
Two pilots found peace, in a lesson taught.
So let their story echo, through history's page,
A testament to courage, beyond rage.
For in the midst of war, when hope seemed thin,
Compassion triumphed, love did win.
(Chorus)
In the heart of the conflict, amid the fray,
Compassion found a way.
A Bf 109 pilot, his heart did unfold,
To save a wounded B-17, in the story told.
(Outro)
In the annals of time, their tale shall endure,
Of two pilots' friendship, steadfast and pure.
For in the skies of war, where hate may be bold,
Love and compassion shine brightest, as we're told
