He gave his oath with all his heart,
With all his soul - and on his horse,
Gun on his shoulder, straight he sat,
Ready to march to free the Earth.
And where he passed the foe was crushed,
The cannon fell, the steel tanks smouldered...
Whence came such strength, so stout a heart
In what appeared so weak a body?
He, like a banner, proudly rose
In loyalty to his Motherland.
Not due to gun or due to horse -
Due to his sacred oath he won!
November 19, 1943