bow to the infantry


Pilots like us.
Horsemen in high esteem.
Consult, please,
To my mother-infantry!

Let a beautiful tanker
And hot work.
Bow down, going into battle,
Mother-infantry!

Let Forsyth artilleryman
In the battle calculation.
Shot out - do not be proud
In the infantry!

Go around all in a row,
Better not to find.
Please tender
To my mother-infantry! 1940