O holy MOTHERLAND; vow to be by thou stand,

With gun or even empty hand.

I will protect thou land

From native or alien evil clan.

No wish for lavish or finer things,

See thy mast forever high is my dream.

No matter high or low the mercury,

I will there for every duty.

Bare chested face every bullet or gun

To confirm victory cheer for my men.

Let the foe make a dare,

For coffin does not give me fear.

Desire to make you and them pride;

They who taught me to stride.

For they love me more,

Passion thou service know no shore.

O holy grant a wish,

Born again thy belly and live,

Serve again thy and die,

Let the circle run infinite.