Verses sung with upmost pride
Do I dare to live or die inside?
Waist deep in the sands of corn
Making my way from which I was born.
A step away a collegiate play
Meeting knowledge day by day
Music via a Germanic mystic
As I still sing the songs with pride
Lay my pennons down for Greco’s best
To raise new flags next to the rest
A degree of perseverance made it
And by chance, by luck, also a lucky lady
Years and fences high with pride I still sing
My own blood spread twice and upbringing
When new challenges were made Quality assured
No need to fail not even for the song of a bird
Late the Son comes, yet early it feels inside
I still stand to sing my ole’ songs with pride
Though my own son lay as of late to die
What measure of a man thus truly am I?
No meaning on past needed to dwell
No love of country, peace, or my dry ink wells
Nor fires of anger, nor fires of war
Nor pennons of the things that came before
I lay my hand with brethren of the elder wise
I still sing my ole’ love songs with pride
And God focus a miracle on my life
A miracle that my blood did not have to die
Knees bend and send my thanks forever more
To have seen the Mightiest with His roar
What treasure it seems to have followed me
From the songs with pride and with family did I sing
