Little fish, big fish,
swimmin' in the water
Come back here, man,
gimme my daughter, back --
Klingon War Song
Hear! Sons of Kahless.
Hear! Daughters, too.
The blood of battle washes clean
The Warrior brave and true.
We fight, we love, and then we kill.
Our lives burn short and bright,
Then we die with honor and join
our fathers in the Black Fleet where
we battle forever, battling on
through the Eternal fight.
Literal translation
Hear! sons of Kahless.
Hear! daughters.
The battle blood perfectly cleans
the warrior who is brave and loyal.
We fight, we're passionate, and we kill perfectly.
Our lives are not long, but they're very bright.
We certainly die honorably,
and we join our fathers in the Black Fleet.
There we always really
continue fighting.
We won't stop. We continue
fighting. We compete.
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