Baptized in fire.
Forty to one !
So silent before the storm
Awaiting command
A few has been chosen to stand
As one outnumbered by far..
The orders from high command
Fight back, hold your ground !
In early September it came
A war unknown to the world..
No army may enter that land
That is protected by Polish hand
Unless you are forty to one
Your force will soon be undone..
Baptised in fire
Forty to one
Spirit of Spartans
Death and glory
Soldiers of Poland
Second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt !
The 8th of September it starts
The rage of the Reich !
A barrage of mortars and guns
Stand past, the bunkers will hold..
The captain has pledged his life
I'll face my fate here!
The sound of artillery strike
So fierce -the thunder of guns
So come, bring on all that you've got
Come hell, come high water, never stop
Unless you are forty to one
Your lives will soon be undone.. undone!
Baptised in fire
40 to 1
Spirit of Spartans
Death and glory
Soldiers of Poland
Second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt !
Always remember, a fallen soldier
Always remember, fathers and sons at war
Always remember, a fallen soldier
Always remember, fathers and sons at war
Always remember, a fallen soldier
Always remember, buried in history..
No vermin may enter that land
That is protected by polish hand
Unless you are forty to one
Your force will soon be undone..
Baptised in fire
Forty to one
Spirit of Spartans
Death and glory!
Soldiers of Poland
Second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt..
No.. no..! No !!
Forty to one !
So silent before the storm
Awaiting command
A few has been chosen to stand
As one outnumbered by far..
The orders from high command
Fight back, hold your ground !
In early September it came
A war unknown to the world..
No army may enter that land
That is protected by Polish hand
Unless you are forty to one
Your force will soon be undone..
Baptised in fire
Forty to one
Spirit of Spartans
Death and glory
Soldiers of Poland
Second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt !
The 8th of September it starts
The rage of the Reich !
A barrage of mortars and guns
Stand past, the bunkers will hold..
The captain has pledged his life
I'll face my fate here!
The sound of artillery strike
So fierce -the thunder of guns
So come, bring on all that you've got
Come hell, come high water, never stop
Unless you are forty to one
Your lives will soon be undone.. undone!
Baptised in fire
40 to 1
Spirit of Spartans
Death and glory
Soldiers of Poland
Second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt !
Always remember, a fallen soldier
Always remember, fathers and sons at war
Always remember, a fallen soldier
Always remember, fathers and sons at war
Always remember, a fallen soldier
Always remember, buried in history..
No vermin may enter that land
That is protected by polish hand
Unless you are forty to one
Your force will soon be undone..
Baptised in fire
Forty to one
Spirit of Spartans
Death and glory!
Soldiers of Poland
Second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a halt..
No.. no..! No !!
inviata da giorgio - 30/4/2012 - 08:56
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Lyrics & Music by Joakim Brodén and Pär Sundström
Album: The Art of War
This song is devoted to the Battle of Wizna, called the Polish Thermopylae (September 7-10, 1939, the Nazi invasion of Poland).
720 of our soldiers (equipped with six 76mm guns, 42 machine guns) defended the not finished bunker lines against 54,000 Germans (with 350 tanks and Stukas' support) commanded by general Heinz Guderian. Poles abandoned their positions not before Guderian threatened to shoot Polish POWs. The Polish commander, captain Władysław Raginis, who committed suicide after the fallen battle, is one of the symbols of the heroic Polish defense in September 1939.