This. I loved this song as a young child but could not remember the words, name or band. Until yesterday. After 40 years, accidentally whilst listening to music on my aftershokz open run pro. Whilst running across the open fields in England. Just the sound of the wild wind.
Watching the video the meaning is fairly clear I would have thought.
It is about the heroic fighter pilots of the RAF, RN (Fleet Air Arm) and our friends and allies from the common wealth and Eastern Europe (and of course the American Eagle squadrons) who together fought and defied the evil Nazi Germany in one last ditch attempt to save humanity from their evil.
Alone and cut off on this island they fought and defied, bringing the supposedly invincible wermacht to its knees.
I think the song is sung from the perspective of the ghost of one of these pilots. He has gone back to his old base, which is now a deserted and abandoned field. Maybe just a decaying old hut where they once lived and slept between missions. Many such places in the U.K. today. Not much left now, maybe a few bits of paving from the runways.
And of course the wind. The wild wind, blowing across the deserted fields. Desolation. But beauty. Maybe just the sound of some birds. Or insects in the wild flowers that now grow on the grass dispersal areas where they slept under the same late summer sun all those years ago. Sleeping between missions, waiting again for the call to go up and defend against tyranny. And maybe this pilot never came back from this last mission. He left his jacket in the rush to get airborne. Now faded and worn.
But if you go there and stand and just listen. Listen in the wind. Close your eyes. You will see these pilots. You will hear them. They have not gone. They are still here. Defending This Sceptred Isle for all eternity.
This. I loved this song as a young child but could not remember the words, name or band. Until yesterday. After 40 years, accidentally whilst listening to music on my aftershokz open run pro. Whilst running across the open fields in England. Just the sound of the wild wind.
Watching the video the meaning is fairly clear I would have thought.
It is about the heroic fighter pilots of the RAF, RN (Fleet Air Arm) and our friends and allies from the common wealth and Eastern Europe (and of course the American Eagle squadrons) who together fought and defied the evil Nazi Germany in one last ditch attempt to save humanity from their evil.
Alone and cut off on this island they fought and defied, bringing the supposedly invincible wermacht to its knees.
I think the song is sung from the perspective of the ghost of one of these pilots. He has gone back to his old base, which is now a deserted and abandoned field. Maybe just a decaying old hut where they once lived and slept between missions. Many such places in the U.K. today. Not much left now, maybe a few bits of paving from the runways.
And of course the wind. The wild wind, blowing across the deserted fields. Desolation. But beauty. Maybe just the sound of some birds. Or insects in the wild flowers that now grow on the grass dispersal areas where they slept under the same late summer sun all those years ago. Sleeping between missions, waiting again for the call to go up and defend against tyranny. And maybe this pilot never came back from this last mission. He left his jacket in the rush to get airborne. Now faded and worn.
But if you go there and stand and just listen. Listen in the wind. Close your eyes. You will see these pilots. You will hear them. They have not gone. They are still here. Defending This Sceptred Isle for all eternity.