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| At my father's house |
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| Leaving my father's house behind |
| The heart feels the pain of parting |
| Then I lace my boots for the long road ahead |
| For Latvians to be free |
| : : | Battle on, oh friend, may the Latvian dagger |
| | Glisten blindingly against the enemy |
| Leaving, eyes fill up |
| Tears glisten like bright pearls |
| Is it destined to return? Who is to say? |
| All I know is my heart blazes in love |
| : : | Battle on, oh friend, may the Latvian people |
| | See freedom's sun once more :,: |
| If after the fight I don't come home |
| Don't grieve too much, friend, for me |
| Only remember me, if you're doing well |
| Many victories have been won for you |
| : : | Oh don't cry for me if I don't return |
| | To die, free, for Latvia is not hard |
| I reach out my hand, "Goodbye" |
| My war-mule's already saddled |
| Just remember once more that day |
| When the gong of war summoned me into battle |
| : : | Oh don't cry for me if I don't return |
| | Many are left on the field of battle :,: |
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| May 1, 1945, Rehna [Germany] |
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