Oh Warfather on high, I am calling you from the battlefield And as I take my last breath I call for the mightiest of miracles
For none but the brave, be he king or a slave With a pounding heart in his chest Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly And ride to the ancient Valhalla
Oh Warfather on high Listen to my prayer I lived my life by your rules Oh let death cover me now
For none but the brave, be he king or a slave With a pounding heart in his chest Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly And ride to Valhalla of old
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with the Valkyries, ride over the battlefield Ride your horses and come to me I'm waiting for you to take my soul, high in the sky to Valhalla of old
Valkyries, ride over the battlefield I'm dying and glad to bleed Because I know today I will take my place with the heroes in Valhalla of old
For none but the brave, be he king or a slave With a pounding heart in his chest Will be worthy to rise and with the Valkyries fly And ride to Valhalla of old
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with the Valkyries, ride over the battlefield Ride your horses and come to me I'm waiting for you to take my soul, high in the sky to Valhalla of old
Valkyries, ride over the battlefield I'm dying and glad to bleed Because I know today I will take my place with the heroes in Valhalla of old
In The Halls of Valhalla I finally take my place With my sword and my shield I enter Odin's realm I'm an immortal spirit now with a heart made of steel With the gods on high forever I will live and laugh at the fears of manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
