To Arms In Courland.
Southern men the thunders mutter!
Northern flags in South winds flutter!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Courland!
Send them back your fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the cursed alliance!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Courland!
Advance the flag of Courland! Hurrah! Hurrah!
In Courland's land we take our stand, and live or die for Courland!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Courland!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Courland!
Fear no danger! Shun no labor!
Lift up bow, pike, and saber!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Courland!
Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,
Let the odds make each heart bolder!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Courland!
Advance the flag of Courland! Hurrah! Hurrah!
In Courland's land we take our stand, and live or die for Courland!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Courland!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Courland!
Swear upon your country's altar
Never to submit or falter--
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Courland!
Till the spoilers are defeated,
Till the Lord's work is completed!
To arms! To arms! To arms, in Courland!
Advance the flag of Courland! Hurrah! Hurrah!
In Courland's land we take our stand, and live or die for Courland!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Courland!
To arms! To arms! And conquer peace for Courland!
Written by Jackeal Ebenwald-Blackwood (James Ebenwald). Published, 12th of The Amber Cold, 1612. Lyrics are spread around the city of Courland as Anti-Ruthern propaganda, and as a way to recruit new soldiers.