Sent into battle, to aid strangers in need
Gain independence, our forces will lead
Final solution, when all others have failed
Liberation [bad word]  our path has been laid

We remember the fields, where our tanks held the line
We remember our brothers in arms

When the war has been won and the march home begins
What awaits has not yet been revealed
What was won? what was lost? will our deeds be remembered?
Are they written on stone or in sand?

Marching a shore, our targets awaits
Facing resistance, forces driven by hate
Protecting civilians, while fired upon [bad word] of engagement, our restrictions are gone

We remember the sea, where our ships broke the waves
we remember our brothers in arms

When the war has been won and the march home begins
What awaits has not yet been revealed
What was won? what was lost? will our deeds be remembered?
Are they written on stone or in sand?

Leaving home, set to sea, was this really meant to be?
See the shores of our homes fade away
Facing blood, facing pain, have our brothers died in vain?
Many lives has been lost on the way