Ride to Tannenberg

Vast and endless is the sky

Wherein Perkunas, the father-god,

Immortal doth reign as long as

The music of thunder holds sway...

Mindaugas was crowned a king

'Neath this vast and endless sky

In 1252, to lead the pagan hordes

Answering the call of the war-god!

There the flags of our swarm

Was billowing in the wind

And the swords of warriors shone

As mighty men made ready to fight

From the Baltic to the Black Sea

In Tannenberg Vytautas won the day

Against the splendid Teutonic host:

The blood of, knights fed the thirsty soil!

And from on high Perkunas smiled...

Now only ghosts can tell the tale

Of that beautiful, glorious day -

When the Order was beaten back

And Traku Pilis founded in gore...

There the flags of our swarm

Was billowing in the wind

And the swords of warriors shone

As mighty men made ready to fight

From the Baltic to the Black Sea

I was there, I can dearly recall

The shining swords clashing in the fray,

The hail of arrows whistling overhead -

The Teuton shields and armor plates...

i was there, I can clearly recall

The spear that run me through -

I was there, I can dearly recall

Perkunas arms welcoming me..