Some day you will get a gun and order to line up
There will be a charging order and to take a gunshot
You’ll be driven to the trench and have all your face in mud
Then they’ll give you an order “die” and your time is out

Chorus:
Order, order we’re coming and singing
Order, order and our flattering flag

That sucker on the other side is your eternal enemy
You hear the order and lob a grenade, now he lost his legs
He was twenty just like you and wanted to do it, too
You’ll be awarded an order, blood is gushing out of him

Chorus:
Order, order we’re coming and singing etc.

Rough rains tangled an orchard
And we’re on that war for a few years
We will come back home, light up the stove
We will feed Szarik and then Gustlik