Aate [English translation]

My loyal troops

March with their bloody boots

They swear by my name,

A sickle and a gun in hand

Devils and gods

Shall bow in front of me

All the nonbelievers

Will be butchered to the ground

I bring happiness with me

I pulsate new blood

And when I get tired of you

I will offer only misery

In my name the courses

Of rivers are turned

The old statues are torn

And the new ones are adored

I am a God who abandons his angels

The eternal seed of evil which sprouts under the soil

My heart will beat forever everywhere

I am a new ideology which brews somewhere under the old

I need more land, my army captures me that

How much will my army get it captured

Six feet over its head

And the new ideology captures land

You swear by my name

Even if you starve because of me

You will freeze in a foxhole

Fear cowardice

Listen, how powerfully

The organs of Stalin thunder

People cry, suffer and

The leaders laugh