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 We entered the war 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 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!