Talents
Happy birthday, Andrew!
This is for you a little gift to memorized! It is necessary
because at SySoP'nikah, something to shout;). Yes, and all the
others too, so that memorized ;))).
Phantom
I'm running on a scorched earth
Germoshlem slamming on the move
My phantom white arrow
Sprawled on the wing,
With a roar climbs.
See golubeyuschuyu distance,
Violate this simple wish.
It is a pity that you do not see it.
Our way is difficult and far away
My phantom is rushing to the east.
I do the first turn
Now I'm the executioner, not a pilot.
Bent over pretselom
And the rocket race to the goal.
There is still one go.
I see in the sky, the white line.
My phantom is losing altitude.
Catapult - that's salvation
And with slings tension.
Heart in the heel, into a tailspin, I'm going.
Just landed at the same moment,
From the bushes came a wild scream. (A-a!)
Yellow-faced Vietnamese
Vereschat in the bushes like rabbits.
I fell to the ground and died.
Again go on the cursed earth,
No mask on his head.
Behind the gun-muzzle,
In the back, poked my soldiers
My life is weighed in the balance.
"Who does that driver that I was shot down?"
One Vietnamese, I asked.
I replied that slanting,
That commanded the interrogation:
"Perverted thee our pilot Lee See Tsyn.
This, you Vietnamese, lying in vain
In the headset I clearly heard:
"Kohl, PUSH, and I laid,
Vanya, beat, and I'll cover! "
Russian ace Ivan knocked me.
Somewhere far away native Texas.
Home waiting for my father and mother.
My phantom exploded quickly,
In the sky blue and pure,
I now you are no longer seen.
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P.S.: birthday Profi.
Time: 21:00:00
Date: 14/05/99 (Fri)
... Wiz best wishes:
Nik-O
Viper
Shadowman
Maks
