White Lily

At fifteen you've reached towards the sky
Determined to prove how high flowers can fly
Your fate - a double edged sword
For glory and fame, for the sake of the world

As the aces fall, you have proven your worth
But your luck isn't endless
You've been toying with death and averting the scythe
Now they know who you are flying amongst the ravens

White Lilly of Stalingrad
Strikes fear in the Nazi heart

Tailed by eight. Your sky is turning bleak
No escape, only final words to speak
Your name goes far, you're a target on their quest
Her final test, this flight is her last

The lilies preen her plane
A target to be slain
Your sign (your sign), your name
Have betrayed you!

White Lilly of Stalingrad
Strikes fear in the Nazi heart
Another beast goes down in flames
Another Lilly decorates her plane

The fog of war has cleared and here you lay
A flower picked too soon near the town of red ray
Your Lilies may have withered but your legacy stays
An inspiring tale of the first female ace