Pantserkultuur

Hier volg:

• The Tanker's Prayer,
• Pantserlied en
• Armour Song - Die laaste twee gedigte is saamgestel deur WO1 D.E. Green (afgetree) vir die SA Pantsermuseum, Julie 2000.

Via kol AP Stemmet: Ere-kolonel Regiment Oranjerivier (ROR)

THE TANKER'S PRAYER

I pray Thee, Heavenly Father,

Please hear this tanker's prayer

And send an angel to me

For my tank and crew to care.

Be with us for we need

And lend a helping hand,

And carry safely our machine

Across this barren land.

Please keep our tank from running dry

When we face the foe in fight,

And place our gunner's cross hairs

On the tank that comes in sight.

Please keep our radios in shape

And our comms working right.

Be with us when we kneel and pray,

Ride with us day and night.

Please keep our ammo coming,

Help us ring out freedom's bell.

But above all, Heavenly Father,

See us do our duty well.

And if we fall in combat,

In the mist of morning grey,

We ask Thee, Heavenly Father,

Take the pain and sorrow away.

We ask Thee, Heavenly Father,

Take the pain and sorrow away.

PANTSERLIED

In ysige kou, van 'n wintersnag

die skroeiend son, van 'n somersdag

Waai stormwinde, om ons heen

en reën dit dag, en nag aaneen.

Dan bly ons ferm, bly ons sterk

getrou aan God, ons land, ons werk.

Pantserman, bly getrou

ander hoop, en steun op jou.

Altyd ferm, altyd trots,

staan jy pantserman, sterk soos 'n rots.

Die grofgeskut, reën om ons heen

Steeds voorentoe, bly ons enjins dreun.

'n Hellevuur, verlig die nag

en ons bly bid, "Kom lig, kom dag"

Die slag gedaan, die stryd gewen

word ons geprys, gevees, geken!

Pantserman, bly getrou

ander hoop, en steun op jou.

Altyd ferm, altyd trots,

staan jy pantserman, sterk soos 'n rots.

En as die wiel dan teen ons draai

as die winterswind, oor ons kom waai.

Heer as dit kan, en ek moet gaan

laat ander weet, laat hul, verstaan.

Ek sterf steeds ferm, sterf steeds sterk

getrou aan God, my land, my werk.

Pantserman, bly getrou

ander hoop, en steun op jou.

Altyd ferm, altyd trots,

staan jy pantserman, sterk soos 'n rots.

ARMOUR SONG

When icy winds, blow your way,

the scorching heat, of a summers day.

When winds of storm, howl round your ears,

and rain is pouring down like tears.

We'll still stand proud, still stand tall,

faithful to God, our land, our all –

Armoured man, still be true.

Others do rely on you!

Ever proud, ever strong –

That's the oath we pledge, ever be true!

Artillery shots, disturb the night.

Forward still, our engines fight.

A hellish light, enlightens night

and we keep praying 'Come day, come light.'

The struggle fought, the battle won –

we are respected, as team, as one –

Armoured man, still be true.

Others do rely on you!

Ever proud, ever strong –

That's the oath we pledge, ever be true!

And when the winds, of change do come.

When stormy clouds, block out the sun.

Lord when time comes, for me to go –

let others see, please let them know.

I die with pride, true to my call,

faithful to God, my land, my all –

Armoured man, still be true.

Others do rely on you!

Ever proud, ever strong –

That's the oath we pledge, ever be true!

Die gedigte is saamgestel deur WO1 D.E. Green (afgetree) vir die SA Pantsermuseum, Julie 2000.