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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, Blutschrei keep a focused mind

Remember all the brothers

Fallen for our freedom

Without a fight we are not worth

To have ourselves a Kingdom