On your foot, my brave comrades,
March towards your bitter end.
Today is ours. We are no nomads.
The steepest hills we shall ascend.
On your marks, my brave brothers,
The world lies at your naked feet.
Leave the foolishness to others.
Leave behind your past defeat.
On your toes, my brave women,
Countless eyes admire you.
Let loose your inner demon,
Allow your dreams to break through.
On your horse, my knight errants
Tonight the moon will shine for us.
All things our fortune forever grants.
No need to get into a fuss.
March on, march on, my brave army
forwards on to the promised land.
Keep your minds from all cares free
Focus on what’s close at hand.