Glej kako se na obzorju zgrinja vihra prek neba. Zlo in smrt nad nas drvita, konec našega sveta.
Glej kako nas le peščica proti tisočim stoji. Tu ujeti brez izhoda, kot spomin, ki že bledi …
Za dom naš! Svobodo! Naj se jeklo zadnjič zablešči! Brez upov! Brez dvoma! Naj še enkrat glas naš zadoni!
Nekdaj smo morda verjeli v zmage slavo, lepše dni. Zdaj v brezupu in porazu vsak do smrti se bori. Bori!
Za dom naš …
Poslednjič zazrem se v nebo, skozi jeklo in ogenj, ko vstane jutro več nas tu ne bo.
Poslednjič …
English translation:
Upon the Morrow's Rising
Look, how on the horizon a storm gathers across the sky. Evil and death descend upon us, our world is at an end.
Look, how but a few stand against thousands. Trapped here with no escape, like a memory, already fading …
For our home! For freedom! May steel shine one last time! With no hope! With no doubt! May our voice ring out one more time!
Once, perhaps, we dared to believe in victory and better days. Now hopeless and defeated each of us till death will fight! Will fight!
For our home …
One last time I gaze up to the sky, through steel and fire, upon the morrow's rising we'll be gone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
