Текст песни Піккардійська Терція - Коли ви вмирали

When you died, the bells did not ring for you,
No one cried over you.
Only in the clear field did the guns roar
And the stars in the sky were washed away with tears.

When you were buried in a dark grave,
Then the earth was inked with blood.
Under the clouds crows flew in flocks,
And the storm raged.

The crosses are bent on your graves,
Wreaths of thorns fell down.
Sleep, falcon eagles, we sharpen our weapons
And we are waiting for the call: "To battle!"