Tens of thousands have died on the battlefield The dead soldiers are now among the stars They stand beside our glorious ancestors In the celestial army of the lord And when the day comes when faith and virtue are measured They shall return as the flaming sword of god Where is my home, where mother gave birth to me The land for which my blood I'd gladly spill Come rain or come thunder Be a good loyal soldier Ice and fire they go along with me My doom will find me on the battlefield Come rain or come thunder Be a good loyal soldier I vow to you, my brothers That I shall never engage in the slightest Agreement with the enemy I shall behave at all times according to the laws of war Worthy of being called a valiant warrior And so I shall live and die with dignity So help me god!