Fire, it burns all day and all night
It never stops, it never stops

Fire, deep in the mountain-side we burn the coal

We melt the iron, we hammer steel
We melt the iron, we hammer steel

No one can rival us, no one does even try
We are the only ones, we are the finest smiths

More precious than gold, our bright iron flows
Into the stone moulds, ready to be forged

Fire, it burns all day and all night
It never stops, it never stops

We forge the swords for heroes and kings
We forge the power to take down all evil

We forge the light, we forge with might
We forge today and we’ll forge tomorrow

We are Ingur
We are Ingur

We are the smiths of the Forges of Ingur
Red burn the fires through the night
Deep in the mountain we hammer the steel
We shaped the past and now shape days to come

We are the smiths of the Forges of Ingur
Red burn the fires through the night
Deep in the mountain we hammer the steel
We shaped the past and now shape days to come

Covered in snow, And lost in the clouds
Our mountain is fountain of gold

Pure is its iron, abundant its coal
Our mountain is fountain of gold

Since long it belongs to our people of old
Forever this shall be our home

Father to son has passed on the skills
Forever this shall be our home

We forge the light, we forge with might
We forge today and we’ll forge tomorrow

We are Ingur
We are Ingur

We are the smiths of the Forges of Ingur
Red burn the fires through the night
Deep in the mountain we hammer the steel
We shaped the past and now shape days to come

We are the smiths of the Forges of Ingur
Red burn the fires through the night
Deep in the mountain we hammer the steel
We shaped the past and now shape days to come

Like it or not, Mount Ingur is ours
Mount Ingur is our stronghold

Soldiers or thieves, your fight is in vain
Mount Ingur is our stronghold


We forge the light
We forge with might
We forge today and
We’ll forge tomorrow

We are Ingur
We are Ingur

We are the smiths of the Forges of Ingur
Red burn the fires through the night
Deep in the mountain we hammer the steel
We shaped the past and now shape days to come

We are the smiths of the Forges of Ingur
Red burn the fires through the night
Deep in the mountain we hammer the steel
We shaped the past and now shape days to come

Fire, it burns all day and all night
It never stops, it never stops

Fire, deep in the mountain-side we burn the coal

We melt the iron, we hammer steel
We melt the iron, we hammer steel