R.A.F. Squadron 311 - Arakain, Ales Brichta, Zdenek Kub

Cold air which tries to strike contours of bombers

It’s suiting now to feel breath of this night

Vibrating scared wings put on their shoulders

Part of an easiness for the next fight

So here they are

Ready for nightflight who

Will be back whose will be

The funeral bombs on the

Board they’re passing

Highcloud afraid of flak

So real and dangerous

The worsed what can be now — enemy lighters

Front shooter cries so laud: «Aim within sight!»

Throw off your deadly load, keep the correct

Course escaping carefully, chased by the lights

So here they are …

Still turning circles

R.A.F.

Sguadron 311

Strangers lighting for human rights;

Czechs and British all together they

Were willing to be sacrifised for peace

And new world’s rise

Cold air which tries to strike …

So here they are …