We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav Sons, Sons, Sons of Triglav We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav Sons, Sons, Sons of Triglav In the realm of Slavic lands We march again Down by the Baltic Sea Our hearts ablaze In Pagan ways Ancient prayers Our voices unite Under the moonlight Rite of valor Fire and death We fight to the last breath In the shadows I am watching you Beyond the ocean I will wait for you Blindfolded to sins of men Tonight we ride The chosen few We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav Bounded by faith Our spirit's true Sons, sons, sons of Triglav In glorious times As in dark days We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav With three heads Our sacred grace Sons, sons, sons of Triglav Upon a black steed A symbol of might Fierce as the night Bow down To Triglav's name Spirits align Our sacred sign Grant us strength In battles we face Guide our warriors well Strike with honor Fire and death We fight to the last breath In the shadows I am watching you Beyond the ocean I will wait for you Blindfolded to sins of men Bound forever to ancient ways Tonight we ride The chosen few We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav Bounded by faith Our spirit's true Sons, sons, sons of Triglav In glorious times As in dark days We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav With three heads Our sacred grace Sons, sons, sons of Triglav Swords gleam bright Triglav, god of slavs Tonight we ride The chosen few We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav Bounded by faith Our spirit's true Sons, sons, sons of Triglav In glorious times As in dark days We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav With three heads Our sacred grace Sons, sons, sons of Triglav