A clan of lords, of noble birth
So the it is told
The tigurine tribe
Into this green and fruitful land
We came in times
In times immemorial
Into this vale
Lush and beautiful
Jor and Lacu Eburodunos
Became my home
Haven of my very soul
Your plains i walked
On your ground i am
I was free
Like the raven soaring
Across your meadows
Like the bear
Roaming through your woods
I was king
Like the ancient oak
Standing enthroned
This old man
I have become
I never thought that I'd once not
Be laid to rest
In your dear and precious soul
As is look back
At the twilight of my days
Upright i stand with my head held high
Your son i am
Chieftain of the Tigurine
I've lived my life, I've run my race
I was free
Like the raven soaring
Across your meadows
Like the bear
Roaming through your woods
I was king
Like the ancient oak
Standing enthroned
This old man
I have become
I was free
Like the raven soaring
Across your meadows
Like the bear
Roaming through your woods
I was king
Like the ancient oak
Standing enthroned
This old man
I have become