Smoke of waterloo scattering dreams and hopes
my crown of empire is turning to crown of thorns
they can take my home, nation that I belong
but they never break my will of steel

blessed will be nation of liberty
I devoted myself to your fame
triumph of heroes and glory of steel
will forever hold sacred my name

through europe I passed leading the march of armies
force of bayonets crushed and erased the orders
from africa's bounds to woods and fields of russia
I brought the new world and freedom's breath

I will spend my days on distant land, forgotten
there will end my path, there I'll become immortal
years will pass away; history's page will turn
words written by fate will never burn
"even when I am gone, I shall remain in people's minds
the star of their rights, my name will be the war cry
of their efforts, the motto of their hopes. "