Our honour our pride belongs to you our swords will kill for you All who stand against us are standing against you escort us on our way To win this battle guide our swords and shields We wade through till the victory is ours You are the one who ensures that our men return home proudly you make heroes out of them for they die as heroes You are the king the cherusker standing over all kings your strength is what we remember you live in us for all times The spirit of the swords forged in pagan flames execute our will