Corps D'autos-Canons-Mitrailleuses (a.c.m)

Corps d'autos-canons-mitrailleuses (A.C.M)

Life as a gift, our life as a present from king Albert to tsar Nikolai

Now the ship is sailing to the shore of Archangel.

We move down to the Peterhof, Russia meets us with the solemn march

And soon we moved on to the Zbarazh, Ozerna and Tarnopol

We entered the war in Galizia

Hold the line, Minerva will cover us

The Hotchkiss machine gun poured lead in all directions

Send our messages to all boches - We will avenge for the Belgium!

16 of us were killed in action,

16 of us in this Galizian sludge

They called home

After two years We've left this squalid place

We moved to Kyiv but the bolsheviks banished us and we destroyed our cars

To prevent their capture and chose the highest way back home

Along the trans-Siberian railway to China and Vladivostok.

On the ship Sheridan we sailed to the United States.

In San Francisco they treated us like heroes.

From Sacramento to Salt Lake City, Chicago, Detroit and New York.

Finally were returning to France just months before the War was ended

Hello again, our lovely Belgium. Wederom hallo, ons mooie België