The Yak fighter

[intro] [verse 1] I am the Yak — the sky’s own blade, My engine roars through storm and shade. Though scars adorn my armoured hide, I soar unchained, my course untied. The pilot’s will, a flame untamed, Drives us where thunder’s voice is named. We met the Junkers, fierce and low, Our guns sang death, our purpose glowed. He laughed at peril, scorned the dread, And forged ahead where angels fled. Through smoke and fire, we held the line — A dance with death, a fury’s sign. [chorus 1] Then came the Messerschmitt, like a curse, Its guns aligned, its path precise. I groaned in protest, frame laid bare, But he — he chose the reckless dare. «What madness grips you?» I implored, As fate’s dark jaws stood wide, outspread [verse 2] Yet I shall not ignite the sand, Nor yield to death’s unholy hand. Through dive and spin, I held my course, Defied the flame, defied the loss. I am the lead, the path, the guide — And lo, my foe has met his end, denied. [chorus 2] So let the annals tell our name, The Yak and pilot, bound by flame. We faced the storm, we claimed the height, In glory’s grasp, we met our fate. No song of peace, no quiet rest — Only the sky, our final test. [bridge] [chorus 3] I am the Yak — the sky’s own blade, My engine roars through storm and shade. I am the Yak — the sky’s own blade, My engine roars through storm and shade. I am the Yak — the sky’s own blade, My engine roars through storm and shade. [outro]