Terve Suomi, Isanmaa! Your song will echo ever long Burnt with pride into our heart With honor marked on our souls Your blue eyes are the thousand lakes Our banner white and blue You are clad in white of the winter Beauty of the north so true And the nights of summer they are bright With endless sun among the stars And forests vast and cruel Breathe the culture of our race We are from the Cavalry Town Once with name Lapwestrandh Once again we will return Regain the pagan past Every flag will celebrate our sign Iron sun wheel of the gods We will rid the land of the plague Burn the churches to the ground Comradeship through iron and blood We unite in sacred war Our hearts forged unto battle Thirsting for the victory There is nothing stopping our march Black holocaust funeral march Terve Suomi, Isanmaa With blood and honor, iron and blasphemy