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