(To) my men of work.
When I look at you, I can barely speak.
We are all thrilled, in joy about you.
You can’t even imagine how much the German people got fond of you.
(First part of the sentence is cut off) ... a little part creates and that overfills our hearts (in Joy).
That’s the fanfare of a new Germany that is being announced.
The spade has become a symbol of a new community.
And so we renew every year again this old oath of mutual fidelity, of camaraderie, this old common declaration to our marvellous movement and therefore to our eternal German people.
>The spade has become a symbol of a new community.