Singkamerad

  Vaterland, hör'deiner Söhne schwur English Translation: ND 2 Fatherland Hödeiner Sohne Schwer Fatherland, hear your sons' oath:  Never back!  Forward the gaze!  Hearts upward!  Great God, protect the homeland,  Bless the people, bless the man they have chosen!  Pure and proud sounds in south and north German song again and German word.  Consecrated to arms, peace be at hand!  Flames of light break through clouds,  Sun glows on!  Bells ringing announce the empire's honor;  Siegfried's battle, wrestled for his right, made himself free!  Hakenkreuz shines from rock to sea.  Brothers, to work, faithful to the leader!

  Heilig Vaterland One of my favorite songs, there are some (in my estimation) poor versions online. Here is the full 2 Hand piano version.  English Translation: Holy Fatherland! In dangerous times all your sons rally around you. Circled by danger, holy fatherland, we all stand hand in hand.  By the gods is what we are swearing. He who guides the stars will hear us. Before the foreigner robs you of your crowns, Germany we fall, head by head.  Holy fatherland, raise your face boldly to the hour. See us all enflamed son by son we stand. You shall remain, land, we fade away. 

  Die Fahne Hoch, 2 hand piano 2. Die Fahne Hoch Die Fahne Hoch die Reihen fest geschlossen S A marschiert mit ruhig festem Schritt |: Kam’raden die Rotfront und Reaktion erschossen Marschier’n im Geist in unsern Reihen mit. :| Die Straße Frei den Braunen Bataillonen  Die Straße frei dem sturmabteilungsmann  |: Es schau'n auf's Hakenkreuz voll Hoffnung schon Millionen  Der Tag für Freiheit und für Brot bricht an. :| Zum letzten Mal  wird nun Appell geblasen  Zum Kampfe steh'n wir alle schon bereit  |: Bald flattern Hitlerfahnen Über allen Straßen  Die Knechtschaft dauert nur mehr kurze Zeit. :| The flag raised High  The ranks closed and firm  S A marches with calm firm step  |: Those shot by Red Front and Reaction Marching in spirit in our ranks with us :| The streets are free to the brown battalions  The streets are free to the storm detachment man  |: Millions are already looking at the swastika full of hope  The day for freedom and for bread is dawning. :| For the last t