My country revives, Raising against the foreign religion, which is ruling here Our nation once more believed in its power Voice of our ancestors will show the guilty of sorcery and curse
By the common fight we can survive Invincible and free form cross-shaped lies By the hard battle times, by hunger, by death We will win this war, driven by our wrath
Ref. This land will arise, and the folk will rise with it Native faith will become the only one again It's the end of slavery of hearts Let's give back the freedom to Gods with our blood and our sword