Of the land that gave us birth.Ons sal antwoord op jou roepstem, At thy call we shall not falter,Ons sal offer wat jy vra: Firm and steadfast we shall stand,Ons sal lewe, ons sal sterwe, At thy will to live or perish,Ons vir jou, Suid-Afrika. O South Africa, dear land.In die merg van ons gebeente, In our body and our spirit,in ons hart en siel en gees, In our inmost heart held fast;In ons roem op ons verlede, In the promise of our future,In ons hoop op wat sal wees. And the glory of our past;In ons wil en werk en wandel, In our will, our work, our striving,Van ons wieg tot aan ons graf. From the cradle to the grave-Deel geen ander land ons liefde, There's no land that shares our loving,Trek geen ander trou ons af. And no bond that can enslave.Vaderland, ons sal die adel, Thou hast borne us and we know thee,Van jou naam met ere dra: May our deeds to all proclaimWaar en trou as Afrikaners, Our enduring love and serviceKinders van Suid-Afrika. To thy honour and thy name.In die songloed van ons somer, In the golden warmth of summer,in ons winternag se kou, In the chill of winter's air,In die lente van ons liefde, In the surging life of springtime,in die lanfer van ons rou. In the autumn of despair;By die klink van huw'liksklokkies, When the wedding bells are chiming,by die kluit-klap op die kis.