Far away, beyond the ocean,
Behind the frontiers of our lives
Against all odds on bloody emotions
Our own Polar Reich arises.

The Nordic wind will tell you story
In the heroic songs and hymns.
And if you’ve ever dreamed of glory
You will for sure join our team!

And let the traitors decay
With closed eyes and murdered soul!
Those who the blood have betrayed
And who have played the slavish role!

I’m waiting for eclipse in minds
When all the bills should be paid
Because [bad word] from the ice
Our Polar Reich!

In sacraments of eternal ice
Under the whiteness of the clouds
The Blood will [bad word] the size
Of shores and will boil up loud.

And by the brightness of blue eyes
While feeling the ancestors’ pulse
We will melt celestial ice
And we will drink the amber mulse!

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We don’t need anybody here
We live in Faith, Hope and Love
With death for any child’s tear
Like single kin, strong and tough.

The law of our family –
In joy and trouble altogether
I’m with you, you are with me
In cells of Polar Reich forever!

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