Traditional, 'In Battle You Fell'

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In Battle You Fell

You have fallen, the casualty of this fateful battle
Of selfless love for your nation.
You gave everything you could for her,
Her life, honor, and freedom.
At times you languished in damp prisons.
The enemy-executioners long ago pronounced
Their merciless condemnation of you,
And you walked, your shackles clanging.
The despot feasts in his luxurious palace,
Drowning his trepidation with wine,
But for a long time the fated hand has been writing
The threatening letters on the wall.
Despotism will fall and the people will arise,
Great, powerful, and free.
Goodbye, dear brothers, you have honestly traversed
Your valiant, noble path.

Revolutionary burial march (1878)