The Sun on the meadow is summery warm
The stag in the forest runs free
But gather together to greet the storm

Tomorrow belongs to me

The branch of the linden is leafy and green
The rhine gives its gold to the sea
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen

Tomorrow belongs to me

Now fatherland, fatherland, show us the sign
Your children have waited to see
The morning will come
When the world is mine

Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me