Текст песни Авиамарш - Про евро и доллар

We were born to make a fairy tale come true,
Overcome space and open space,
We mind hand-made steel fenders,
And instead of heart - a flaming engine.

Still higher, higher and higher
We strive to flight our birds,
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.

Throwing up his camera obedient
Or creating an unprecedented flight,
We are conscious, as the air is growing fleet,
Our world's first proletarian fleet.

Still higher, higher and higher
We strive to flight our birds,
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.

Our sharp eyes pierces each atom,
Our determination dressed every nerve,
And believe us, just ultimatum1
The fleet will be able to give an answer!

Still higher, higher and higher
We strive to flight our birds,
And in each propeller breathing
The tranquility of our borders.