The armsman song.

The arsmen leave for the adventure
Setting sun greets them,
Amongst the enemy, the night will be very hard
For those who loot and who kill.

Chorus: Sol, O my very beautiful Sol,
For you I will fight,
I will leave father and mother,
Without hoping to ever see them...

Far from the grunt who always envies them
An Albatross drops them off,
Far from the girl who always prays for them,
In their blood they lay...

Chorus

By dropping on the rebel ground,
They will think about their lives.
They can become eternal tomorrow,
They will fall in oblivion...

Chorus

If by chance death refuses them,
They will return to their port.
And they will drink the abundant beer
To the health of their dead !

Chorus