If we don't change the course
Our culture will be dying
Preservation of our nations
Hear our heroes crying
With the blood of our Folk
From the soil and memories
Mother Europe, bless your sons
We will guard our families
Chorus:
Freedom can not be granted
It must be taken
For the sake of our people
Chains are rendered, broken
There is glory on this soil
The spirit of victory
Anger burning in my heart
We will survive the agony
With honesty and all the love
We have for our kind
Blutschrei, BlutschreiKeep a focused mind
Remember all the brothers
Fallen for our freedom
Without a fight we are not worth
To have ourselves a Kingdom
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