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He said, and on the rampart heights arrayed, his trusty warriors, few, but undismayed;
站在城墻高處，他說他可以信賴的勇士，雖然很少但不會氣餒；
Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form, still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm;
他們邁著堅定的步伐，組成堅不可摧的陣線如微風般寂靜，如暴雨般令人畏懼；
Low murmuring sounds along their banners fly, revenge or death - the watchword and reply;
旗幟沙沙飄揚，不復仇毋寧死——這就是口令和回答；
Then pealed the notes, omnipotent to charm, and the loud tocsin tolled their last alarm.
鼓聲漸隆，中了魔法般無所不能，大鐘敲響了最后的警報。
In vain, alas! in vain, ye gallant few! From rank to rank, your volleyed thunder flew!
徒勞，哎！徒勞，英勇的畢竟太少！一排排，齊射的槍炮似雷鳴！
Oh, bloodiest picture in the book of time, Sarmatia fell, unwept, without a crime;
啊，這是書中才能見到的最慘烈的場面，薩爾馬提亞倒下了，無人哀傷，沒有罪行；
Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe!
沒有一位慷慨的朋友，可憐的敵人，盡管她身強力壯，但沒有同情她的悲傷！
Dropped from her nerveless grasp the shattered spear, closed her bright eye, and curbed her high career;
她無力地喘息，滑落的是毀壞的槍矛，她閉上了明亮的眼睛，抑制了她高貴的生涯；
Hope, for a season, bade the world farewell, and freedom shrieked as Kosciusko fell!
以希望的名義，與這個世界永別，在科修斯科山倒塌聲中，自由在吶喊！
