Great Eagle, fold your wings awhile And turn away your eyes In smoke and thunder, flame and blood Your best and highest dies And all his happy Land, His great emprise A shattered wreck Of ugly ruin lies
Great Eagle, flee a little while To some far lonely height There shall you watch and wait Your land is sunk in night All, all those cities bright In ruins far and wide Torment the night
Oh Eagle, did you hear that shout? That thundered triple roar? Its clamourous echoes smote the earth And rolled from shore to shore And all the glorius dead, Who fealty swore Recieved him home, His earthly flight is over
His flight, that made the nations shake, And hearts and pulses leap Is over... now he rests But we are sunk in anguish deep He rests as last, No dreams torture his sleep While grave-eyed angel-guards Their watches keep
Great Eagle, that he worked to save, And fought to guard, and died Flee from this piteous german wreck, In some far corner hide Until the land is free And far and wide Throughout the entire world His name is glorified!
Meanwhile, we hold the heights he won And keep his torch aflame No slothful ease for us Who bear the honour of his name To do his work We count higher than fame Indifferent to earthly Praise or blame