Where the Rhine with his green waves
Greets mossy castles, withered graves
That is where I want to be, with you oh father Rhine
Your shores is where my soul will shine
Green hills of grape, see natures grace
Hear mountains voice, see his old face
Fortɾesses of stone and [Bm]oak,
Monasterys in foggy cloak
Father!
The lifeline of our kin
Your voice so bright and [Bm]jubilant
Our native waters flowing deep within
(Es braust ein Ruf wie Donnerhall,
Wie Schwertgeklirr und Wogenprall:
Wer will des Stɾomes Hüter sein?
Getɾeu er Wacht: Gevatter Rhein)
Rhenus!
Pater!
I call [Em]Rhenus Pater, whose ɾeign shall [Em]be [Am]forevermore
Oh mighty father of the golden ɾiver
And when the cycle ended, gold became amber
The father will ɾenew, Rhenus will ɾemember...
He will ɾemember!
(When everything churns,disordered
And primeval chaos...Reappears eternally)
