1. The poets love the great fatherland.

Poêt magn patri am.

2. We give the girl's roses to many sailors.

Ros puell mult naut da.

3. You love your fame, you love your luck, but you frighten me and my girl.

Fâm tu am, fortûn tu am,
sed mê et puell me terr.

4. I must give my girl to the sailors. Farewell, girl!

Puell me naut da dêb. Val, puell!

5. Summon the poets, y'all! They preserve the beauty of the fatherland, if they are strong.

Poêt voc! Form patri serv, sî val.