aquí teneis la letra en ingles (que es bastante mas facil de traducir que el aleman

) la verdad es que es una cancion bonita y emociona oirla, aun mas si se entiende lo que dice:
In blizzard or storm, or in sun warm and bright,
The day hot as hell or bone-chilling be the night,
Our faces may with dust be laid, But spirits never fade - no, never fade;
|:Relentless, our tank thunders out on a raid.:|
With engines a-howling, fast as is the wind,
We head for the foe, safe, as we're in armor skinned.
Our comrades still behind us roam; we fight the foe alone - yes, fight alone.
|:We stab through the line to break the foes backbone.:|
Whenever the foe may appear in our sight,
We'll ram throttle full, then we'll humble all his might!
Of what use is our life if we our country serves freely - yes, serve freely?
|:To die for our country, our honor shall be.:|
With tank traps and mines, our foe tries to impede.
We laugh at his ruses; we know he'll not succeed.
And when, in threat, his cannons stand, half hidden in the sand - yes, in the sand,
|:We can find our way over much safer land.:|
And should at long last, Fickle Lady Luck leave,
And we remain here, leaving family to grieve,
A bullet with our name on it, find us and seal our fate - yes, seal our fate,
|:Our tanks will our grave be on that final date.:|