Light bright the torches and run
In honor of the bright god of the forge
And in her honor, who wisdom loves
An armor polished and bright bear with you
Hephaestos and Athena, Wisdom and craft, be forever linked
And in this land be welcome
For ours is a people in need of your gifts
Light bright the torches and run
In honor of the brothers three
Who dwell above, below, and between
Who set forth the mighty winds
And shake the foundations of the earth
And down below await the spirits of the dead
For ours is a people languishing in despair
Light bright the torches and run
In honor of divine love
Who sets to loosening the thighs of maidens
And in the hearts of men sets fires to burning
And in our minds lights the desire to be better
For the sake of love and lust alike
For our is a people long lost in selfishness
Light bright the torches and run
In honor of the blessed Earth
Mother and protector of all life
Whose languid soul inspires us to live
Who in our hearts lights the will to survive
And in our souls connects us one to the other
For ours is a people in need of brotherhood
Light bright the torches and run
In honor of all who have come before us
And who bled for our land and virtue
Remembering what they have left to us
And hoping, Gods willing, we leave behind us a better world
That our children live a life of peace
For ours is a people in need of hope
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