Comin' In On a Wing and a Prayer (Летим на крыле и молитве) (фокстрот) -

Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer
Though there's one motor gone
We can still carry on
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer

What a show, what a fight
Yes we really hit our target for tonight

How we sing as we limp through the air
Look below, there's our field over there
With our full crew aboard
And our trust in the Lord
We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer

One of our planes was missing
Two hours overdue
One of our planes was missing
With all its gallant crew
The radio sets were humming
We waited for a word
Then a noise broke through the humming
And this is what we heard
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Lyric by Harold Adamson
Music by Jimmy McHugh

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У нас этот фокстрот (со словами С. Болотина) очень любили в исполнении Леонида Утёсова, хотя меня, честно говоря, передергивает, когда я слушаю эту песню — если вспомнить, что вытворяла бомбардировочная авиация союзников над Германией... (Примечание Л. Х.)