Der Morgen wird unser sein
Division Germania
The morning will be ours
We were young and daring, we swore loyalty to a lord. No god stood in our way, no man could resist us.
Whether in rain and snow, whether on land and at sea. In deep dark night through the fiercest battle. Whether in heat, in ice, we paid with blood and sweat. In iron ranks, for the morning will be ours. Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours! Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours!
Men who are loyal and daring. They know no treachery! They face every enemy, even the greatest force.
On the stormiest field against half the world. In black and gray, for family and region. Whether loved, whether hated, without fear, without rest. We never held back, for the morning will be ours. Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours! Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours!
The devil only takes the weak. He only touches the feeble blood. And even if they set up our gallows. Nothing tames our German rage.
Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours! Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours! Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours! Do not hold back, for the morning will be ours!
