| Over de Noorderzee, doelgericht, met vaste hand |
| Snijden onze schepen door de golven naar het Brittenland |
| Ver van huis en haard waar Urth onze daden spon |
| De toekomst verweven met het land daar aan de horizon |
| Strijdend voor een vreemde heer, in een oorlog ver van hier |
| Betaald met nieuwe grond onze toekomst in 't vizier |
| Angel, Jut, Fries en Saks strijden zij aan zij |
| Samen in ons streven, het nieuwe heim nabij |
| See their ships cutting through the mists |
| As whispers in the wind herald our bliss |
| Forces from abroad have heeded our call |
| An alliance is forged to aid us all |
| Their ships have crossed the cold waves |
| Our allies, crawling every river, every stream |
| Saxons on our shores bleeding for our 'cause |
| Deeds to our lands, rewards their stand |
| The wind now whispers of a threat in the east |
| Friends will be foes as the alliance is breached |
| See the fires burning in the heartlands |
| Our enemies, crawling every river, every stream |
| We thought our salvation emerged from the channel’s violent waves |
| Yet we invited our doom, for you intended to stay |
| You betrayed us and degraded, you took our hearths away |
| You dubbed us «stranger"and called our lands your own |