I see my people perish, I see them standing on the edge
Racemixing, massculture, give the death-blow
The enemy has formed a front, that must be broken, must be stormed
by every nationalist. Free our land from red diseases
The Netherlands my fatherland, your people will scream
Own People First!
The whole nation are at the front and fight like lions
Own People First!
Amsterdam and Rotterdam fight as one
Own People First!
Death for our beloved land doesn't ask for names
Misery in the old neighbourhoods, in favour of the newly rich
Drugs and crime in Transvaal, security in Bloemendaal
Welfare, art, our education, cut down with the scythe
that the liberal death handles, in order that the will of the people vegetates
The Netherlands my fatherland, your people will scream
Own People First!
The whole nation are at the front and fight like lions
Own People First!
Amsterdam and Rotterdam fight as one
Own People First!
Death for our beloved land doesn't ask for names
No prohibition will stop us, to take up our arms
Against the powers that threaten our folk and fatherland
We'll march down the streets
our slogans thunder down the Binnenhof
For ever and ever.....
Own People First!