once again - we have prevailed

under the sun - we have fought

for our belief



hurling our swords

into our foes

drinking their blood

as it spurts - and covers the grass

with the colour red



once again - our tribe dominates

the green steppes - the grey mountains

and the dark deep valleys

there can be only one tribe

the strongest survive

hail

we will defend our domicile

forever



there's a feast tonight

where we will celebrate

our victory - as we have done

so many times before

hail - to our gods - they are with us

we know

they have always led us

to our - victory