Titmouse sings Near the house door Wake up, brothers, saddle the horses Titmouse brings the message of war
Come on, sisters, Shine our heavy swords Then go, open the gates Your brothers must ride to the war
I cut my battleaxe in the green oak Onto my spear I tread Here we swear the oath
Almighty god of war and thunder Watch us from above Now we are the hunters To the hunt we go Father Moon, high in the sky, Light our way tonight
Two bloody rivers flow Down from the hill There my enemies lie By my sword they`re killed
From their bones we made the bridge to home
This is our warchant It gives us courage and makes us strongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
