Baptized in fire, 40 to 1

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 all your ground
In early september it came
A war unknown to the world

No warning, they enter that land
That is protected by Polish Hand.
Unless you are forty to one
Your force will soon be undone. Undone

Baptized in fire, 40 to 1, spirit of Spartans, death and glory
Soldiers of Poland, second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmaht brought to our house.

The eight of September it starts
The rage of the Reich
A barrage of Mortars and guns
Stand fast, the Panthers will hold.
The Captain has pledged his life
To face the fate here
The sound of artillery strike
Suffaced the thunder of guns.

So come bring out all that you've got
Compalled, come, I want to never stop
Unless you are forty to one
Your lives will soon be undone, undone.

Baptized in fire, 40 to 1, spirit of Spartans, death and glory
Soldiers of Poland, second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmaht brought to our house.

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 warning, they enter that land
That is protected by Polish Hand.
Unless you are folly to won
Your force will soon be undone. Undone

Baptized in fire, 40 to 1, spirit of Spartans, death and glory
Soldiers of Poland, second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmaht brought to our home.

No, No, No!