Ingen vila till natten,
Fr i gryningen gr vi mot strid
Vi r redo att d fr vr kung
Hr p flten vid Breitenfeld
Svenskar ge eld
Gud ro med oss
Strid fr Er tro
Ge ingen nd
Gott mit uns
Vran konung har talat
Hr vrt stridsrop, Gott mit uns
Frn ett slagflt av blod
Fds en stormakt av mod
Ifrn Norden vi slr
Hr vi str
Hr kanonerna dna,
Hr en hr som marscherar i takt
Nr vi stormar vid Breitenfeld
Vnter dd eller ra?
Bls till attack
Se till hans fana
Flj eran kung
Rid uti strid
English: Gott mit uns
Spent the night in formation,
To the battle we marched in the dawn...
We were ready to die for our king
On the fields of Breitenfeld
Fire at will
Aim for their cannons
Counter attack
Thunder of guns
Gott mit uns
As we all stand united
All together Gott mit uns
From the old world's demise
See an empire rise
From the north reaching far
Here we are
On September the seventh
We filled their hearts with fear
Seven times they attacked on that day
Seven times they retreated
Cavalry charge
Follow that banner
After the king
Freedom we bring
Breaking their lines
Thousands of soldiers
Run for their lives
Legends arise