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H AI ! roll up! Eagles brave,
To protect " the Tchighka " (Tchyka)
And gain glory newly.
Nobles all!
Or we fall.
Twice we die not, truly —
Hai! Take arms. On we go!

From our rifles we shall shout,
We shall roar from cannon,
With our sabres clashing —
Nobles all,
Or we fall!
'Gainst our foemen dashing.
Hai! Take arms. On we go!
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