Unsere Panzerdivision English translation
von Erich-Weinert-Ensemble

There where the Morningwind blows away dreams,
where the young day hesitantly raises,
you hear from a far our Divison,
roar the Tanks loudly, dull their tone.


There where the forests stands, we charge forward,
throw up clouds in the Hurricane,
even if the ground roars, peacefull it will be,
'cause our divison stands for that.

There where the Tank noise abruptly ends,
the hard day paints every face.
until we are overcome with joy after the attack, yes
joy,
The thunderous "Hurrah!" echoes across the land.