Sweden's king!
Thy guard is seen on fields advancing
Old and young
Their lives for thee enhancing
With cheerful heart
Our arms we bear in duty
Seeking but thy glory
Gustav's story
Demanding foe's blood smart
Foe's harsh call
If he should dare to storm us boldly
Our breasts all
Shall burn with flames most holy
For thy throne
And Sweden's honor cherished
Root and perish
Nobly flourish
Victory be known
Battalion!
Sing vivat for our hero's daring
His strong person
Europe's wonder bearing
Crown so bright
And scepter's golden rays
Happily displays
Worthy portrays
Hero, king, and knight
In each tent
The soldier's cry for Gustaf ringeth
Pipes are bent
And drums with joy he bringeth
Officer
And common man unite
Never falter
Never alter
From thy banner's sight!