Текст песни: 40:1 + перевод

So silent before the storm, awaiting command

A few has been chosen to stand

As one outnumbered by far

The orders from high command:

Fight back, hold your ground!

In early September it came

A war unknown to the world

No army may enter that land

That is protected by Polish hand

Unless you are 40 to 1

Your force will soon be undone

UNDONE!

Baptised in fire

Spirit of Spartans

Death and glory

Soldiers of Poland

Second to none

Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt

The 8th of September it starts

The rage of the Reich

A barrage of mortars and guns

Stand fast, the bunkers will hold

The captain has pledged his life

«I'll face my fate here!»

The sound of artillery strike

So fierce the thunder of guns

So come bring on all that you’ve got

Come hell, come high water, never stop

Unless you are 40 to 1

Your lives will soon be undone

UNDONE!

Baptised in fire

40 to 1

Spirit of Spartans

Death and glory

Soldiers of Poland

Second to none

Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt

Always remember, a fallen soldier

Always remember, fathers and sons at war

Always remember, a fallen soldier

Always remember, fathers and sons at war

Always remember, a fallen soldier

Always remember, buried in history

No vermin may enter that land

That is protected by Polish hand

Unless you are 40 to 1

Your force will soon be undone

UNDONE!

Baptised in fire

40 to 1

Spirit of Spartans

Death and glory

Soldiers of Poland

Second to none

Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt

No, no, no!

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