Rise up briskly, you stalwart soldiers!
You, who are still enlivened with German blood,
You, who are still enlivened with fresh courage,
Seek great deeds!
You compatriots, you peasants, rise up!
Country [and] freedom shall be lost
If you do not strike courageous blows
And conquer triumphantly.

Now then, now then, you worthy Germans,
With German fists, with daring spirit,
To dampen the rage of the tyrants!
Break, yokes and bonds and whips!
Titles [and] foolishness laud themselves
As unconquerable, and prance about,
However, with proper labour [on your part] their army
May, proving conquerable, soon lose.

Ha, fall upon them!  Their banners
Quake with fright.  Their ranks part!
Their bad enterprise shall not prevail,
Therefore they already counsel each other to flee.
Great is their army, small their faith,
Good is their equipment, bad their conscience.
Rise briskly, they quake like leaves [in the wind];
And would gladly already have fled.

Ha, beat upon them, dear brethren!
If the labour is great, the victory, the plunder
Is not bad, and to do well and right
Refreshes all a man’s parts.
Oh German heart and hand, then punish
Now the tyrants and the evil ones!
Freedom and the fatherland
You shall and must thus redeem.