A long, long time, years ago
Way back in history.
There lived a folk with menb so bright
Sailing at the sea!

When times were rough,
And the weather was bad,
All night they fought the storm.
But when they made it to a pint,
They all began to sing!
- Yeah, when they made it to a pint
They all began to sing!

Friends, raise your horns up high!
Let´s drink to the sons of glory!
They were one!
With hearts so strong!
Far from where they belonged.
United stand!
Divided fall!
Wolves of the oceans were roaming:
From coast to coast,
From land to land,
Hitting shores of sand!

And from this path of history,
Their songs can still be heard.
When we gather in the pub,
A moment we´ll be stirred:

When thinking of our good old men,
Who sacrificed their lives.
For our freedom, our joy,
A wooden pint we´ll raise!
- For our freedom, our joy,
A wooden pint we´ll raise!