God bless Datlof, our proud and sovereign land All rise for Datlof, its power will withstand. Glorious nation of Datlof, so lovely and so free, With bountiful resources like gin, moustaches and tea. For goodness sake make no mistake we’ve had troubles in our past, But don’t forget, we’re still a threat, and our culture’s unsurpassed. God bless Datlof, our blessed land of pig, Noble leader of Datlof, his brain is very big. People of Datlof, raise up your swords once more, To defend the precious motherland, we will go to war! We may be small, but we’ll fight them all, until the very last man, And some will say we’ve had our day and we sure could use a hand. So please help Datlof, their armies are on the shore, We admit we’re a little bit shit and we can’t fight anymore. Remember sweet Datlof, its legend will live on, Our lands they take, our heads on stakes but our hearts beat ever on!