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Defenders of our land and home.
In every field and rolling hill,
Oh, Heroes in the skies, you answered the call,
With valour and might, you gave it your all.
We'll ne'er forget their noble word.
A grateful land, forever more,
In the blue where eagles fly,
Echoes of their daring air.
They faced the storm, they touched the sky,
Wings of steel, hearts of gold.
Brave and bold, their story told.
Oh, Heroes in the skies, we remember you,
Their spirit lives, it won’t depart.
Guardians of the free and fair.
Young men rose with steadfast power,
From Spitfires’ wings to Hurricane’s roar,
Salutes the airmen, who fought before.
With eternal thanks, our hearts renew.
Their courage stands, enduring still.
So much owed by so many, to so few.
With courage that will never fade,
Guided by a nation's desire,
For never in history, such courage did ensue,
So much owed by so many, to so few.
For those who soared into the sky,
When the clouds of war did loom,
In the heart of Britain's darkest hour,
Up they soared, into the fire,
Their legacy in history laid.
And let the songs of praise be heard.
Their sacrifice, we remember,
They held the line, they won the war.
Through the flak and roaring thunder,
So let the banners wave on high,
From the cliffs of Dover to London’s heart,
Churchill's words forever true,
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In the heart of Britain's darkest hour, When the clouds of war did loom, Young men rose with steadfast power, Defenders of our land and home.
Up they soared, into the fire, Wings of steel, hearts of gold. Guided by a nation's desire, Brave and bold, their story told.
Oh, Heroes in the skies, you answered the call, With valour and might, you gave it your all. Churchill's words forever true, So much owed by so many, to so few.
In the blue where eagles fly, With courage that will never fade, They faced the storm, they touched the sky, Their legacy in history laid.
Through the flak and roaring thunder, Guardians of the free and fair. Their sacrifice, we remember, Echoes of their daring air.
From the cliffs of Dover to London’s heart, Their spirit lives, it won’t depart. In every field and rolling hill, Their courage stands, enduring still.
From Spitfires’ wings to Hurricane’s roar, They held the line, they won the war. A grateful land, forever more, Salutes the airmen, who fought before.
So let the banners wave on high, And let the songs of praise be heard. For those who soared into the sky, We'll ne'er forget their noble word.
Oh, Heroes in the skies, we remember you, With eternal thanks, our hearts renew. For never in history, such courage did ensue, So much owed by so many, to so few.