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I've learnt my lesson well

I know it by heart

I gonna go to the battle

With a confused mind,

But so furious and with a sharpened bayonet

Charge for the beauty

Charge for glory. Charge for the beauty of the fight

Charge for the beauty

Charge for glory. Charge for the beauty of the battle.

To Know the battle. Fight is already lost

But not abdicate and to die on his feet

Amongst his brothers of arms.

I feel the enemy they are so close

I almost hear their barbarian tongue

If I must die tonight,

I'll take more than one with me away

I'm gone as a volley of bullets

I decimated some enemies

Then the pain… my back is burning

And I fall down the face in the mud, the face in the clay, the face in the slime

No more noise, no more light,

No more pain, hell is for me!

That soil I cultivated

Sees me now to die

As the priest told,

Earth to Earth,

Dust to dust