On ancient path of the conquests from the past
Between the graves and eternal monoliths
The spirit of fallen warriors has risen here today
These who were fighting here
For their Folk they gave their toil
Marching to the final battle without any doubts
In the fire of revenge they raised their swords
In Glory starring into the face of Death

In the battles for Glory and Pride of their land
They were dying in vain for their blood
But nothing could stop them
Without the fear in the hearts they took the weapons
Bravely fighting to reach their aim
Ready to give their lives
Faithful till the end of the days
They kept struggling to the end of their strengths

Through the cold they had to wade to meet destiny
In the snow far in Northern Lands
Still passing new lands in the mist
Called for their Race and their Blood
On the boats through the thunders and waves
Carrying Death, bitterness and Pain
Hand in hand were not afraid to March
Into the Final Struggle

In the battles for Glory and Pride of their land
They were dying in vain for their blood
But nothing could stop them
Without the fear in the hearts they took the weapons
Bravely fighting to reach their aim
Ready to give their lives
Faithful till the end of the days
They kept struggling to the end of their strengths