The Song of the Jägers

The song was originally written by a soldier in 27th called Samuli Sihvo, the german army at times tried to 'prussianize' the 27th Jagers so that once Finland was free they'd move to help on the western front rather then returning to their homeland, the soldier who wrote this would of been executed most probably for it's talk of fighting for Finland and not of the German Empire, he secretely managed to get people to transport the words he write back to Finland which was just in the proccess of liberation and soon to go into civil war, out of curiosity the 27th Jager Battalion did return in 1917 to Finland and fought with the Democratic, Monarchist, Nationalist and Liberalist 'white' side against the Bolsheivik, Soviet and Communist 'red' side.

Syvä iskumme on, viha voittamaton,
meil' armoa ei, kotimaata.
Koko onnemme kalpamme kärjessä on,
ei rintamme heltyä saata.
Sotahuutomme hurmaten maalle soi,
mi katkovi kahleitansa.
ei ennen uhmamme uupua voi,
kuin vapaa on Suomen kansa.
Kun painuvi päät muun kansan, maan,
me jääkärit uskoimme yhä.
Oli rinnassa yö, tuhat tuskaa,
vaan yks' aatos ylpeä, pyhä:
Me nousemme kostona Kullervon,
soma on sodan kohtalot koittaa.
Satu uusi nyt Suomesta syntyvä on,
se kasvaa, se ryntää, se voittaa
Häme, Karjala, Vienan rannat ja maa,
yks' suuri on Suomen valta.
Sen aatetta ei väkivoimat saa
pois Pohjolan taivaan alta.
Sen leijonalippua jääkärien
käsivarret jäntevät kantaa,
yli pauhun kenttien hurmeisten
päin nousevan Suomen rantaa.

Deep is our blow, our wrath invincible,
we have no mercy, no homeland.
Our whole happiness is at the tip of our swords,
our hearts may not give in.
Our war cry rings, enchanting the country,
which is severing its chains.
Our defiance may not tire,
until the people of Finland are free.
When lowered with despair were heads of the other citizens, the country,
we Jägers still believed.
There was a dark night in the heart, a thousands pains,
but one thought proud, holy:
We shall rise as the revenge of Kullervo,
it is sweet to pass the fates of war.
A new tale of Finland is to be born,
it grows, it rushes, it wins.
Häme, Karelia, shores and lands of Viena,
one great is Finland´s reign.
Its ideology can´t be driven by brute force,
away from beneath the northern sky.
Its Lion Flag is carried
by strong hands of Jägers,
Over thunderous, gory fields
towards the coast of rising Finland.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnraQ-9rhMM I made this video a long time ago and it is still the one I've made that I like the most.