Forward, forward with blades and arrows,
The aim is to bring victory with the sword.
Forward, forward with the shield in front of our chest;
Let death also overtake us while laughing.
Far far from our step
The past lies.
And we are all lost,
So we win step by step.
If the steel one day takes hold of our mail,
This is how we brought the anger of Teutons.
One day steel will reach into our coat of mail.
Once we will be forgotten
By writing and by word,
So we brought the storm,
Our work is alive - it is not lost.
This life is fading away.
Contourless in blur,
Where the right was once expensively built,
Today ' stumbling people walk in herds.
Ahead, ahead with blades and arrows,
It is the sword's victory that must be achieved.
Ahead, ahead with the shield in front of the chest;
Should be laughing Death will also overtake us.
But our freedom was never eradicated.
You can only drain your blood.
And free blood flows in us heathens,
Even the wrong things may happen Enjoy it!
Forward! Ahead!

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