Far from the Fame
As the great war is over and lostHe's been wounded in war, he returns with awardsInto battle again far from homeFrom a far distant land, our Marshal command.
Home, siblings sent to their deathHis wife payed the ultimate priceStill, as the war rages onYou are our guide
Far, far from the fameFar, far away from the fameBut we still remember your nameKarel JanousekWe mourn the day that you diedSo be our guide, Czechoslovakia's pride
When the war has been fought and been wonOur Marshal returns, to be thrown into jailFacing torture and years behind barsWhen he's finally back, life in ivory black