Drink op de Nacht [English translation]

Far from our home

A victory ride on foreign ground

We fought for the win

And revel till the morning hour

Fill the night with singing

Drive away the ghosts of the day

Thank for the life that is given to us

Forget the horrors of the battle

Let the vessels clink yet

A toast to our deeds

To those who fell, the wayfaring souls

And the enemy who lost his life

Because the way is long

And the struggle is not over

But the day is done and the night is ours

And in her splendor, there we fete

And the fire is burning in our midst

And the beer is filling our vessels

In the land where victory awaits

Rest your souls and drink to the night

• Artist:Heidevolk
• Album:Vuur van Verzet (2018)