Lyrics:

Baptized in fire, 40 to 1

So silent before the storm, awaiting command
A few have 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, undone

Baptized 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 eighth of September it starts, the rage of the Reich
A barrage of mortars and guns, stand fast, 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

Baptized 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

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 army may enter that land
That is protected by Polish hand
Unless you are forty to one
Your force will soon be undone, undone

Baptized 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, nooo