European Battlesong

European Battlesong

Raise aloft the standards, our ideals march before us. Join in the chorus of our rousing battle song. Hear the beat of the feet, of our mighty nation waking. Far ahead the tread, of our comrades marching on.

Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song? Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song?

Against the tyrants, we fight the power of gold. With steel and sinew, as our fathers fought of old. The whole land echoes, our triumphant shout. The night of want is breaking, and day will see their rout.

Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song? Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song?

Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song? Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song?

Raise aloft the standards, our ideals march before us. Our battalions march along, without ado, without a fuss now.

Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song? Can’t you hear the sound of the victors marching on? Can’t you hear the sound of our European battle song? Can’t you hear the sound of our Mother Europe’s sons?