March of the Free

Bare feet stomp hard into the sun-scorched clay.
The horizon trembles where the dawn breaks open wide.
Out from the shadows we march without fear, without delay,
Carrying centuries of unrest on the rising tide.
Do you hear the earth rumble? (We hear the rumble!)
The time has come to stand like a wall!

Припев
Eh-ya! This is the stride of the sovereign and free!
Eh-ya! Our truth will endure through the turning of tides!
Lift your head high, far above the heavy clouds!
(Step forward! Step forward!)
The bloodline roars through a thousand ancestral years!
(Eh-ya-ma! We march!)


Fierce winds lash against our clenched, defiant fists,
Yet the fire deep in our chests blazes through the storm.
Let their high walls crumble — we will never yield this soil,
From unshakeable devotion a new bridge is born.
Where is your brother? (My brother stands shoulder to shoulder!)
I will never bow to silence and deceit!

Припев
Eh-ya! This is the stride of the sovereign and free!
Eh-ya! Our truth will endure through the turning of tides!
Lift your head high, far above the heavy clouds!
(Step forward! Step forward!)
The bloodline roars through a thousand ancestral years!
(Eh-ya-ma! We march!)

Whisper of deep roots right beneath our feet...
(Quiet now... listen to the pulse...)
Truth will not drown under waves of bitter talk!
(Power... the righteous path...)
One collective breath before the massive surge —
This march will roar like thunder rolling across the plains!

Припев
Eh-ya! This is the stride of the sovereign and free!
Eh-ya! Our truth will endure through the turning of tides!
Lift your head high, far above the heavy clouds!
Step forward! Step forward!
The bloodline roars through a thousand ancestral years!
(Eh-ya-ma! We are free forever!)


(Eh-ya! March of the living!)
(Eh-ya-ma! Step forward!)
Hold onto this groove...
Stand tall.