Wintergewitter - Wittmann (Tiger On Attack)

In the coldness
Far from home
In the darkness
On enemy's soil

Encircled by
Enemy troops
Big in number
Source of toil

But their intent shall recoil

By anger and by hate
They try to dominate

Enslavement is the fate
Of those who don't fight and stand
For their folk and fatherland

In a soldier's life
Lies the freedoms and it's strife
Our freedom they will never despoil

Because their intent shall recoil

We wade through the coldest
Through blood and through ice
Not now, nor in the future
We'll act in cowardice
And if the death calls
We'll follow in row
Faith means sacrifice
Our blood will grant the new tomorrow

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Comrade
Do feel it the coldness?
Feel it fading away?
To Tiredness it fades...
Lethargic, anodyne, deadbeat
But it's not sleep that awaits!!!

The march has been long
The march has been hard
Through deserts cold and white
Through siberea's heart

Hypothermia
The body bereaved of its warmenss
Hypothermia
The body cooled down below the boundries of live
the boundries of live
the boundries of live
the boundries of live
below the foundries of live!!

Comrade
Do feel it the coldness?
Feel it fading away?
To Tiredness it fades...
Lethargic, anodyne, deadbeat
But it's not sleep that awaits!!!

Lethargic, anodyne, deadbeat
Lethargic, anodyne, deadbeat
The body shuts down
Cause it's not sleep that awaits!!! Открыть страницу с текстом

The engine
Starts
Roaring load!
Ready for action
Ready for attack

Where the enemy seems surpreme
Where precision-strikes are needed
When you hear the sirens screaming
You'll know the enemy's death is near
Precision-strike!!
Stukas on attack!!

Small planes, a single pilot
Light-weight bombs,
But they'll hit their aim!
Tanks, bunkers, factories of
War-industry are their huntingground

Where the enemy seems surpreme
Where precision-strikes are needed
When you hear the sirens screaming
You'll know the enemy's death is near
Precision-strike!!
Stukas on attack!!


Where the allied murder troops
Are bombing squaremiles to hit an aim
And kill thousands, women and children,
The German strike hits just the aim!!!

This is German warfare
The honourful way to lead a fight
Aim on the soldier's breast,
Not on his family, you coward swine!!!!
It's so easy to bomb a city
Dropping bombs ona civil aim
Blind-minded murder with fame

Where soldiers and not murders fly
Where precision-strike is duty
When you hear the sirens screaming
They'll invoke the enemy soldier's death
Precision-strike!!
Stukas on attack!! Открыть страницу с текстом

In the frosty plain of russia you have fallen
Unknown soldier, you didn't fought for fame

In bitter coldness far from home
Your braveness was a flame

A flame of honour
A flame of grace
A flame of dedication
A flame of nobility
For blood and soil,
For our race and nation

Marching in row or standing as one
In Death we're all alone

The biggest sacrifice you've given
... out your flame was blown

You stood in Tscherkassy and Stalingrad,
You stood in Narwig and the Normandie

In Africa, Europe or Russia
You deeds are immortal to me Открыть страницу с текстом

Your deeds for folk and fatherland:
They made you immortal!!
They made you immortal!!
In Poland your jorney began
And went on through France
In Greece you got harsher weapnary
And gave the enemy hell!!

Then in 1942 the tiger tank was unleashed
The fight of Kursk, deweaponizing Italy.
Fight of Kiew, the caldron of Tscherkassy
Your presence ensured the glory

12. Juni 1944:
The amokdrive of Villers Bocage,
A single tank
Of your command
On attack
Heading for the stand
Against the 7th
English tankdivision:
27 tanks destroyed
In only one day, only one fight
The German tiger tank over night
Became a symbol of allied fears!!
A spawn of so much enemy tears...
You were elite in the elite,
Where braveness and skill unite
138 tanks destroyed by you,
132 antitank-cannons too
Your other hits uncountable
Your deeds made you immortal!! Открыть страницу с текстом