Should all become disloyal, yet we remain still true,
Thus always on this earth a banner stands for you.
Companions of our youth, recalling better times,
You stand for ancient truth, and sacrifice divine.
Companions of our youth, recalling better times,
You stand for ancient truth, and sacrifice divine.
Within the Aryan spirit there dwells a sacred shrine,
Steady as Nordic oaks, and moon and warm sun's shine.
Again it shall be clear, in every brothers mind,
They come in rue and love homeward to our kind.
Again it shall be clear, in every brothers mind,
They come in rue and love homeward to our kind.
They struck and fought and bled, the heroes of olden days,
Our victory was near, but devils had dark ways.
However life unfoldeth, abiding mystery,
You never shall grow old, oh dream of majesty!
However life unfoldeth, abiding mystery,
You never shall grow old, oh dream of majesty!
O Stars, you are our witness, silently looking down,
While the folk kneels in the darkness, applauding the evil clown.
Our tribe will never lie, betray our soul or die,
[LOUD and longer than original]One aim directs our sparkling eyyyesss: [pause....SHOUT]Solutrea, ARISE!
Our Folk will never lie, betray our soul or die,
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