Текст песни Barbarous Pomerania - Sacred Power of Blood and Proud

Song of ages carries loud
Fires burn in boundless forests
Gales blow resonantly
Like our forefathers did before
In difficulty of hard wrok
Blood on battlefield
Sweat on plow teared soil
Stars wane near dawn
Summers and winters go by
Uplifting living
Hail and Glory
Hail to proudes and bravest
We will always be firmly
With heart full of faith
With soul divine power
With triumpf of the Will a
nd strenght to struggle
Ennoblest Folk
Tough and joyful
Persistent in fight, full of zeal
From Gods Order adhered to land