Upon the wings of valor, skies they soared,
In times of war, when shadows cloaked the day.
With courage fierce, their steadfast hearts implored
To guard their realm, in battle's fierce array.
From dawn till dusk, the roaring engines sang,
A symphony of might, both bold and true.
Through clouds of fire, where fear and fury rang,
They rose as one, beneath the heavens blue.
Though tempest raged, their spirits never waned,
In unity, they faced the storm's embrace.
With every flight, a legacy retained,
Of heroes' strength, and honor's noble grace.
Oh, valiant knights, who soared with freedom's breath,
Your bravery etched in the annals of death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.......in the annals of death...... brilliant....