At Baduhenna’s forestwe met them on the height,defeated there the Romansin a splendid glorious fight.
Rura, Rura, Rura,over the bridge of Rurawe’re marching to our fatedefending our freedomin anger but not in hate.
Romans nay… Germanics yayRomans nay… Germanics yayRomans nay… Germanics yay
They had worked many days on the fields,the harvest had given rich yields.We thank Tanfana said the priest,now is the time for her feast.
Earth Goddess Hertha
You, Queen of the Earth, whose hand Gave all creatively to son of man His living spirit and existence; Through whose voice, so sweet-sounding, And luring behest
Revere the mothers Frisava, all folks of Frisian descent, speak your oaths at her altar to let your honor never bent.
She is a weaving wasp creates a many hasp the unwelcome stranger will end up in her clasp. ’cause it’s a trap, it’s a trap, it’s Vabusoa’s web.
You know us as the free men, you know us as the Franks, if you wanna be free too then join, let’s close ranks.
Our cows on the neadows and corn on the fields that’s our lifestyle, it brings us rich yields, …
By sail and by row to the island we go.
On a hidden island near a secret lake, lives Nerthus our goddess we never will forsake.
Auxiliaries we are, but Tungrians ‘bove all, In the Roman army we serve, at Hadrian’s Wall.
Great wealth we got promised through the Emperor’s voice,
We’re coming from Magusjaz’ land, sure-handedness is our brand.
Batavians we are, our specialty is war the emperor we guard we live short and die hard.
you’ll know her from the fairy tale spread by the Brothers Grimm; but hear now in this musing hymn why all should pick her trail.
Deae Nehalennia, we do honor thee you’re our protectress at the dangerous sea.
Thuringians and Saxons knew and cherished their god high, on asking what or what not to do, he gave a true reply.