Iuvenes

Blood, steel and temper of spirit

Iuvenes
When pale daylight
Greeted warrior
They stood up and
Family home they abandoned
Not moved to tears of their close one
they arrived at their commander
Who in forest precipices
His camp founded
On order of the commander
Another came
To pay a bow
To their master
And they kept in silence
To his proud voice
That dignity
Orders to call under flag
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