Unterm Schutt der Zeit

Believe in one thing and always keep
a glimmer of hope alive within you,
German person torn apart!
Think what you want, but believe in one thing only:
Everything that was valuable to you lies in the dust.
But Germany blooms under the debris of time,
of time! But Germany blooms under the debris of time!

Believe in the distress of the German soul,
but also in eternal commands and in what has bent your heart:
Believe in the world that was taken from you,
believe everything, but one thing you must know:
Germany still blooms under the debris of time, of time!
Germany still blooms under the debris of time, of time!

May the word be eternal, Germany must live!
Stamp it anew, even if the empire beside it,
was lost in the strife of nations.
Don't ask why, don't ask for reasons,
speak an honest word and let it ignite:
Germany still blooms under the debris of time, of time!
Germany still blooms under the debris of time!

And let this be your future understanding,
what is not good for Germany, you shall leave behind,
only what is genuine, keep within reach.
Dig into the true soil of Germanness,
partake in this silent glory:
Germany still blooms under the debris of time, of time!
Germany still blooms under the debris of time!

For you are a part of that core
and you will remain so, even if near and far
forces you into a foreign garment.
Stay true to yourself and your essence
and you will read in your language:
Germany still blooms under the debris of time, of time!
Germany still blooms under the debris of time!

Seek the connection to your people,
educate everyone about that true honor
that lends us dignity in misfortune!
Our sacrifice shall not be in vain
and we want to believe, say, write:
Germany still blooms under the debris of time, of time!
Germany still blooms under the debris of time!