He catches bullets Thinking they're flies Boxes of ammo In his arms He loves beer A cigarette And to wrestle With the troops By monte casino Happy "little" bear Wojtek The bear soldier Wojtek The bear soldier Three salutes Over the grave Echo of a shout Fare well He runs through crossfire Happy "little" bear Of the second Polish corps No one is scarred of him He gives a name Rank and number Happy "little" bear Wojtek Furry friend Happy bear Furry friend A secret weapon Furry friend Happy bear Furry friend A secret weapon