51° north, 7° east 
Within 2.5 hours we'll reach the aim at least 
We started late in the afternoon from home 
In order to put into effect the task assumed 
Flying straight into the twilight high up in the air 
Within the utter darkness we will be there 
Carrying a load that will bring nothing but disease 
By pressing only one button the bombs get released 

We're approaching guided by motor noise 
Left behind England and an inner voice 
Tells us that maybe it's the last time that we see 
Our land and our homes laying down there so silently 
My heart is torn apart for no answer I can find 
But Coventry and London still burn in my mind 
I cannot comprehend but also never forget 
What lunatic flight takes place in my head 

Down below the rushing planes 
Sleeps an unsuspecting land in peace 
And while the miles get more and more 
The unrest within increases like never before 

Then finally straight ahead of us appeared 
A silhouette shown by the moon so weird 
In this clear night the target so easily to find 
But not just them also we were in good sight 
Upon command the deadly burden was thrown off 
Into the houses crushed that explosive stuff 
(Just tiny) twinkling lights down there tell us from 
What in reality is a gigantic firestorm 

Sieh hinunter dort wo sie wie Fackeln brennen 
Schreiend durch die glühende Phosphorhölle rennen 
Kellerwände tanzen schaurig I'm Splitterbombentakt 
Asche Staub und Trümmer regnets zornig heraba