march, sons of the homeland
the time of glory has arrived!
against us, the tyranny's
bloody banner is raised!
the bloody banner is raised!
don't you hear through the fields
those fierce soldier's bellows?
they come right towards your arms
to behead your children and wives!

to arms, citizens!
form your battalions!
let's march, let's march!
May the impures' blood
irrigate our lands!