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!