Path to the divine ground Where sacred blood flowed to feed the soil And the flowers of glory blossomed Though our path is full of tragedies and obstacles The roots are deep beneath the ground Carry on the heritage of our forefathers And follow the path to the motherland Path to divine ground Where sacred blood flowed to feed the soil Torches sine in the dark Our sword is drawn In our soul and our arrow we trust We march through the nightsky Our hearts filled with joy and pride Our anger will strike down from above To help our brothers and fight by their side To find a way to your soul Is to find the path to the motherland Torches sine in the dark Our sword is drawn On our soul and our arrow we trust