A-

tter-

o!

Do-

min-

a-

tus!

Ber-

lin

is

bur-

ning

Den-

i-

que!

In-

ter-

i-

mo!

The

reich

has

fall-

en

We

stand

at

the

gates

of

Ber-

lin

With

two

and

a

half

mill-

ion

men

With

six

thou-

sand

tanks

in

our

ranks

Use

them

as

bat-

ter-

ing

rams

Ar-

til-

ler-

y

lead-

ing

our

way

A

mill-

ion

gren-

ades

has

been

launched

The

na-

zis

must

pay

for

their

crimes

The

wings

of

the

ea-

gle's

been

bro-

ken

Mar-

shall

Zhu-

kov's

ord-

ers:

Serve

me

Ber-

lin

on

a

plate!

Dis-

re-

gard

the

los-

ses

The

city

is

ours

to

take

A-

tter-

o!

Do-

min-

a-

tus!

Ber-

lin

is

bur-

ning

Den-

i-

que!

In-

ter-

i-

mo!

The

reich

has

fall-

en

The

price

of

a

war

must

be

payed

Mill-

ions

of

lives

has

been

lost

The

price

must

be

paid

by

the

men

That

star-

ted

the

war

in

the

thir-

ties

The

spring

of

the

year

for-

ty

five

The

year

when

the

na-

zis

will

fall

We're

in-

side

the

gates

of

Ber-

lin

The

beak

of

the

ea-

gle

is

bro-

ken

Com-

rade

Sta-

lins

or-

ders:

Serve

me

it's

head

on

a

plate

Dis-

re-

gard

the

los-

ses

The

ea-

gle's

land

is

ours

to

take

A-

tter-

o!

Do-

min-

a-

tus!

Ber-

lin

is

bur-

ning

Den-

i-

que!

In-

ter-

i-

mo!

The

reich

has

fall-

en

March!

Fight!

Die!

In

Ber-

lin!

March!

Fight!

Con-

quer!

Ber-

lin!

A-

tter-

o!

Do-

min-

a-

tus!

Ber-

lin

is

bur-

ning

Den-

i-

que!

In-

ter-

i-

mo!

The

reich

has

fall-

en

A-

tter-

o!

Do-

min-

a-

tus!

Ber-

lin

is

bur-

ning

Den-

i-

que!

In-

ter-

i-

mo!

The

reich

has

fall-

en

A-

tter-

o!