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Freikorps Ahead

Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! Germany is in need.
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! There is only one commandment!
The helmets on and lashed down, it's about people and country.
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! Take the rifle in hand.
 
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! Anarchy in Munich.
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! The fight was harder than ever.
In Silesia, they wanted a piece of German land with power.
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! We beat them back.
 
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! In the Baltic States. On the Rhine.
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! The victory will be ours.
We do not fight for fat blood and not for gold and money -
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! For a broken world.
 
Freikorps advance - the border is on fire as a result of Versailles.
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire! No salvation on the dictation.
We're going into a war we never wanted -
Freikorps ahead - the border is on fire - As a mercenary without pay.
 

By Night Hunger Lies

By night hunger lies frozen in our dreams,
By day the shots pound from the edge of the forest.
Misery keeps pace with the columns,
And the wolves come along through frost and fog.
Russia's sacred eagle is still flying
Motherland, our blood belongs to you alone,
Although the red army may be chasing us,
Our banner still stands lucent.
 
Oh, our proud power is lost,
No bells ring through the red night.
Guard steps, no more freedom,
A weary army stands speechless behind barbed wire
Someone sings the old songs,
Attracts melancholy and yearning out of our chests,
It sounds again, wild and truculent,
the old desire is buried in oblivion.
 
And as an army with no homeland,
We now go, exiled, from city to city.
People come, they hear our song.
The journey continues, glory blooms pointlessly.
Homeland, homeland! the choirs hum,
Your image arises anew in us a thousand times,
Our tenors ring bells,
Organ basses sound hollow and wild.