Wir Sind Das Deutsche Afrikakorps (rommel Marsch)
Paganblut
We Are the German Africa Corps (Rommel March)
We are the German Africa Corps
The F?hrer's daring troop
We storm out like devils
Spoiling the Tommy's soup
We don't fear heat and desert sand
We defy thirst and sunburn
Marching to the beat of our drum
Forward, forward
Forward with our Rommel!
Forward with our Rommel!
The British fear us like the plague
They are sitting on hot coals
We avenge German-East and avenge Southwest
That they once cowardly stole from us
Even if Churchill and Roosevelt are enraged
We defeat the enemies in every land
The drum beats the General March
Forward, forward
Forward with our Rommel!
Forward with our Rommel!
United with us in battle and victory
March Italy's legions
Until the sun of peace shines on us one day
And we return to Germany
But if the enemy bullet finds me
Let me rest in the desert sand
And beat the drum once more
Forward, forward
Forward with our Rommel!
Forward with our Rommel!