The Red Lion now made his last move A new city was his dream and everything has to stand aside Be gone you poor man Tremble on your feet A confrontation is at hand And I will strike hard Liberty is not a vain hope A sudden fever has killed the pope Listen well! A dulcimer calls It is time to resist I reclaimed my city And help is on the way Fortify the walls And sharpen your sword Years come and pass But bravery will last Our name shall write The history of our time Side by side we must take heart Shining metal as far as the eye can see One by one every man takes part His power yields, hide your anxiety In the distance he stood, the pinnacle of dread His vision crossed by stiff resistance A last assault had to make short work Of the plotting of heretic and sword Side by side we must take heart Shining metal as far as the eye can see One by one every man takes part His power yields, hide your anxiety Storm the city, head for the gates Leave no man or woman alive I called in reinforcements This war has endured too long Behold! My brother shot down Now feel my cold revenge "But just after he has spoken these words He was killed by the troops on the wall" The terror of the north Stopped by a well aimed stone His men fled, stroke astound Cheer with me "Lo loq es mort!"