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!