Of thunder and of lightning, of brimstone should they crumble, Anyone who escapeth from this glorious calling, When homeland and our mothers, with a heart sorrowful, Will ask us to traverse through swords and fire blazing!
of thunder and of lightning of brimstone should they crumble anyone who escapeth from this glorious calling when homeland and our mothers with a heart sorrowful will ask us to traverse through swords and fire blazing