Fridericus Rex - Fridericus Rex
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Fridericus Rex, our king and master,
he called all of his soldiers to arms;
two hundred battalions and almost one thousand squadrons,
and each grenadier gets sixty cartridges.

"You damned guys," His Majesty said,
"Each one must stand his ground in the battle!
They grudge me owning Silesia and the county of Glatz
and the hundred millions of my treasure."

"The empress has allied with the French,
and the [Holy] Roman Empire revolts against me;
the Russians have invaded Prussia;
let us show we are brave subjects!"

"My General Schwerin and Field Marshal von Keith
and Major General von Ziethen are ready anyway,
damn bloody hell
upon anyone still not knowing Fritz and his soldiers!"

Farewell now, L[o]uise, wipe your face!
Not every bullet hits!
If every bullet easily hit its man,
where would the kings get their soldiers from?

The musket's bullet makes a small hole;
the cannonball makes an even larger one;
the bullets are all [made] of iron and lead,
and many a bullet misses many a one.

Our artillery has an excellent caliber,
and none of the Prussians will desert to the enemy;
the Swedes have damn bad money;
who knows if the Austrians have a better one.

The French are paid with pomade by their king;
we get it every week down to the last cent.
Damn bloody hell,
who else gets his pay as quick as the Prussian!

Fridericus, my king, adorned with the laurel wreath,
if only you had more often permitted us to loot.
Fridericus Rex, my king and hero,
we would beat the Devil out of the world for you!