Ah, ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. The Hammer of the Non-Jew Gods will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the JEW, singing and crying: ISRAEL we are coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the Tel Aviv shore.
Ah, ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How Hard your fields so Blood Red, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your OVERLORDS!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the Tel Aviv shore.
So now you'd better Stop and rebuild all your ruins, For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your Jewish losing.
Ah, ah,
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From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The Hammer of the Non-Jew Gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the JEW, singing and crying: ISRAEL we are coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the Tel Aviv shore.
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How Hard your fields so Blood Red, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your OVERLORDS!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the Tel Aviv shore.
So now you'd better Stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your Jewish losing.