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Look around - what do you see my friend?

Storm clouds filled the Aryan sky

Weeds are taking root in ancient land

Old oaks and young birches cry

Open up your eyes - what do you see?

Wolves are locked up in the cage

Stupid rams and sheep are walking free

Hens are clucking on the stage

CHORUS

We will fight together

Till we clean forever

Our Slavonic land from all what's wrong

Brothers Slavs, unite

And stand up for our country

Let our children sing their fathers' songs

Earth is slowly dying day by day

Father Sun is going out

Songs of birds are gone and woods are grey

But we are alive and will stay!

CHORUS

We'll defend our woods and mountains

We will fight until the end

Aryan blood is in our veins

We're the masters of our land

Yes, Aryan blood is running through our veins

We're the masters of our land.