Go off, you brave warrior!
We are accompanying you to your final resting place,
With downturned weapons we are marching,
Heavy with sadness,
We are silent before your coffin.

You were an upright German man,
You always behaved so honourably.
Your heart, full of noble courage,
In battle it never
Wavered in the face of gunfire or sword-thrusts.

You were also a Christian soldier,
Who said little but did a great deal;
Faithful to your Prince and your land,
With piety too
Coming from the heart, without any hypocrisy.

In the fearsome midst of the night you stood
Guard in frost and sweltering heat;
You so steadfastly bore various hardships
And you gave thanks to God
For water and for our beloved bread.

Just as you lived, you died in the same way!
You closed your eyes joyfully
And thought, "The struggle is now over,
Time's battle;
Now comes eternal blessedness."

Our beloved Lord God knew you.
You are definitely on the way to Heaven.
You widow and little child,
Trust God alone:
He is now going to be your support.

The bier is crashing into the sides of the grave
But we will raise thunder in the air
Giving three cheers as your last farewell.
In the hall of Heaven
We shall see you without any pain.

Take your sabre up to the bier
And be as brave as he was.
Then we shall overcome, as he did.
The heat and weight
Of life's yoke will no longer press down on us.

Squad
Rush, comrades, away from the grave!
For the drum is calling us again.
He is now resting in the cool sand:
We are claimed by our Prince and our Fatherland!
We offer him
Impetuously
Our rough warrior hands.

Indeed it is easier to go onto the battlefield
Than to go to bed away from the world.
But everything in accordance with God's will!
That is how an honest soldier thinks.
It is fine with him,
He dies with courage
Like our comrade.