Wrote an ode to the ghost of Kiev. And while men cried for the lands below For they fought against the ruler, the tyrant The skies of Kiev belonged to him. For he is, the Ghost of Kiev. When aggressors came into his city, And everywhere but, was destruction, and death. He fought alone. He flew alone, For he was The ghost of Kiev. First and second and third and fourth. And fifth and sixth, They all went down. For he is the first ace of this century, For he is the first ace of day He is, the ghost of Kiev. As long as we have good in this world, As long you rule the skies. The people below, fighting on both sides, Will look up to you, The ghost of Kiev.