Somewhere the sea waves had found a quiet peace,
The tired wind had even forgotten its howl fierce,
The great sun even shone without its warm rays,
There he was waiting for the end of his glory days.
Staring ahead he reminisced about the Alps, Egypt, Moscow
and softly whispered: "God why didn't I die so?
why you cursed me in exile, rejected painfully deep.
Go away desolated after countless feats?
I crossed so many years surrounded by my eagles best!
The song of the victory still resounds here in my chest!
The Sun of Austerlitz was shining over our lives gambled
We passed the Rhine, Vistula, Neva our enemies trembled ...