The ice chains will be broken by the first coming rill
 And sleeply mighty hands will feel free again
 Refreshing vital juices will run thru young veins
 Drive out the drunkeness and waking the life up

 You hear the voices ofthe ancestors around
 When the mountain top is red-stained by the dawn
 And a ship isrolled on surges from impstiens
 Just when your palm touch the hilt of a sword

 Be ready for the trials new life is coming on
 You'll hear the greatest voices
 To take the place beside
 They call you. In the kingdom
 Where forever brave man live!