Divine Wind (muzyka: B. Wierzbicki, A. Pucykowicz / tekst: B. Wierzbicki)
They promised him fame When he saw their flyers Like glittering birds in the air
He wished to be one Who fly like an eagle Don't have much burden to care
ref: Divine wind blown as he prepared for death He prayed and waited for it's long last breath
He wanted to be A hero of nation Have medals and long live in peace
But now he regrets He was so deceptive He's choice was he's private disease
ref: Divine wind blown as he prepared for death He prayed and waited for it's long last breath
Fire, bullets and death in the air Was his destiny To destroy this ship ahead Was his reason to live
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