I sing the praises of the battles for honor
And the glorious kings
Warriors of courage,
Happy peaceful days.
Badges on their uniforms -
Shelves go home;
Weapons in the scabbard, and trumpeter
Left his horn.
Defeated on the battlefield
The last faint sigh,
And his eyes fixed his warrior
There, where room and board.
poets praise
The stars in the heavens -
After all the hatred is in the dust,
Love burns in our hearts.
Sea, three countries -
Awaits heroes home.
Those who stand and free -
Awaits heroes home.
Just as before,
Awaits heroes home.
Day and night, with the hope
Awaits heroes home.
Flowers laughing in the fields,
So great and their attire.
Freedom flies in the clouds
And the bells are ringing -
Tout the new year
In anticipation of spring
Although winter-witch
Wind so cold ...
Sea, three countries -
Awaits heroes home.
Those who stand and free -
Awaits heroes home.
Just as before,
Awaits heroes home.
Day and night, with the hope
Awaits heroes home.
I sing the praises of the battles for honor
And the glorious kings ...