Оригинален текст
Voices of freedom in the howling wind,
Dragons fly free with their mystic wings
Strong and proud, banners at the top,
Somewhere on the endless rock
[Bridge]
This is the place, this is the grave,
Where my brothers lie
Horns and flutes speaking final words,
It's time to pray together with the lords
Heat and fire, the rage inside my head,
Children and wives, taking away their last bread
[Chorus:]
This is the place of the standing Stone in the middle of the street,
This is the place of the standing Stone in the middle of the street,
Fire, wind and thunder, nothing can destroy the holy stone,
Time, rain and soldiers, nothing can break the holy throne
I think of old times when I look into your eyes,
Remember the days we fought, sword in the hands,
Follow the stars hovering darkness,
Rage is so deep and the journey is endless
Soldiers are ready for die...
[Chorus]
[Middlepart]
Fььr, Wind, sogar der Donner, nьt zerschtцrt dr heilig Schtey,
Und mir kдmpfe, bis es дndi vor Wдut, und ihr dдnket, mir kдmpfet fьr Gдut!
[Solo]
Voices of freedom in the howling wind,
Dragons fly free with their mystic wings
Strong and proud, banners at the top,
Somewhere on the endless rock
[Bridge]
[Chorus]