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Beneath our feet white high road stands To Latvia it leads
To Latvia where the cruel enemy Over the fields is sowing death
We are marching confident and proud, And guns on our shoulders we have,
And words of old heroes, Comes like a legacy with us
We will come soon, Latvia, wait for us! And we will bring freedom to you, which so precious is to us.
And we are going and going, rushing and running – we mustn't arrive when it's too late!
And we are going and going, rushing and running – we mustn't arrive when it's too late!
One thought is burning in our hearts – For fatherland to stand!
And to ruthless enemy, Revenge all what he has done!
We will make then our guns to burst in flames And grenade launchers to howl
But we ourselves will have to spite the death, Make echos for whistling of bullets!
We believe in Latvia's three stars, Let them in the fire bright become, forever thru the ages!
And we are going and going, rushing and running – we mustn't arrive when it's too late!
And we are going and going, rushing and running – we mustn't arrive when it's too late!