The peak lies glistening
And I stand listening
To the moans of the crows,
To the withered, tattered rose
"Ye warrior!Nay go ahead,
Lay ahead, a parched parched bed!
Shed your fears,
Like the dawn in the sky,
To the crows and rose
Boldly say I,
"My blood ist my water,
My courage ist my prose"
I will fight, I will fight,
I'll stand up for the right,
Yes, I will fight!

The fruit hangs glittering
And I float skittering,
On the crackling dead flowers,
On the rustling red leaves
"Ye dreamer!Nay dream afar,
Of those who tried, hide we the scar!
Bury your worries,
Like the night to the day,
To the flowers and leaves,
Bravely I say,
"My dream ist my strength
Untouched by grieves"
I will fight, I will fight,
I'll stand up for the right,
Yes, I will fight!