On a mountain in the night we lie in the darkness and wait In the mud and blood, I lie cold, grain bag and rain cling to me.
And my house and my farm burned to ashes so that they could catch us But those flames and that fire burn now deep, deep within me.
De la Rey, De la Rey, will you come to lead the Boers? De la Rey, De la Rey General, General, united we'll fall in around you General De la Rey
Over the Khakis (Brits) that laugh -- [just] a handful of us against their great forces -- With the cliffs to our backs, they think it's all over [for us]
But the heart of the Boer lies deeper and wider, that they'll still find [out] On a horse he comes, the Lion of the West Transvaal
De la Rey, De la Rey, will you come to lead the Boers? De la Rey, De la Rey General, General, united we'll fall in around you General De la Rey
Because my wife and my child, lie in a Hell-camp* and perish And the Khakis' blood[marrow of life] ** is poured over a nation that will rise up again
De la Rey, De la Rey, will you come to lead the Boers? De la Rey, De la Rey General, General, united we'll fall in around you General De la Rey
De la Rey, De la Rey, will you come for the Boers? [We're ready ...]
* Concentration camp
** Perhaps this could be translated as "And the Khakis vent their spleen on a nation that will rise once again." i believe this to be the more likely translation