German soldier, true comrade,
You've been laying in your cold grave for long.
You fought brave - till your last breath.
Till your last hour came at the end of the war.
If you could see whets going on in our land today,
You'd take action again.
And you'd fight bravely again,
Carrying one question:

Later the reds built their wall through the land,
Powerless were many, yet resistance lived.
Sabotage everywhere, cause they always asked themselves:

What will happen to Germany?
When the good don't resist, the bad win
What will happen?
If we aren't masters no more, we turn to slaves.

Therefore forwards comrades, this song is only for you,
Marching through the German streets with black, white and red flags.
When the narrow-minded cowards shake, and no one else shows courage anymore,
There will remain one thing that never weakens - and that's your rage.

What will happen to Germany?
When the good don't resist, the bad win
What will happen?
If we aren't masters no more, we turn to slaves.