Я бьюсь за тех, кто умер у меня на руках вдали от дома.
За их жен и детей, чьи имена шептали, умирая, мои солдаты.
Сражаюсь за нас, тех немногих, кто смог вернуться домой, и не нашедших там ничего, кроме чужаков, живущих в их домах.
За мой разоренный народ, вынужденный платить долги Империи, слишком слабой, чтобы управлять ими, но смеющей объявлять их преступниками за желание быть свободными.
Я сражаюсь за то, чтобы жертвы прошлых сражений не были забыты.
Сражаюсь... потому что должен сражаться.
"I fight for the men I've held in my arms, dying on foreign soil! I fight for their wives and children, whose names I heard whispered in their last breath. I fight for we few who did come home, only to find our country full of strangers wearing familiar faces. I fight for my people impoverished to pay the debts of an Empire too weak to rule them, yet brands them criminals for wanting to rule themselves! I fight so that all the fighting I've already done hasn't been for nothing! I fight... because I must."
I confess those who died in my hands away from home.
For their wives and children whose names whispered, dying, my soldiers.
I fight for us, those few who were able to return home, and did not find anything there, except for strangers living in their homes.
For my ruined people, forced to pay the debts of the Empire, too weak to manage, but the laughing declare them criminals for wanting to be free.
I'm fighting for the victims of past battles were forgotten.
I'm fighting ... because I have to fight.
"I Fight for the Men i'Ve Held in My Arms, Dying On Foreign Soil! I Fight for their Wives and Children, Whose Names I Heard Whispered in their Last Breath. I Fight for We Few Who Did Come Home, Only To Find our country full of strangers wearing familiar faces. I fight for my people impoverished to pay the debts of an Empire too weak to rule them, yet brands them criminals for wanting to rule themselves! I fight so that all the fighting I've already done has not been for nothing! I fight ... because I must. "
