Far, far ahead With craftsmen and warriors we've come To take what the north still awaits With no regret take all we have And leave for the battle By centuries holding a dream That will never fade away
Brothers here we are, my lord Legions of the war, bloody mercenaries We'll show no fear Even facing the death
A bitter tear As a hail for those fallen From the eyes of the brave
Far we've come With banners and swords Fight for the sons of the north
Far we've come Bow t our folks And swear
Over the hills we aim for the glory The time for the triumph has come For the hope that lies in our dreams Through the fire we're still marching on
Over the hills we aim for the glory The time for the triumph has come For the hope that lies in our dreams The age of conquest begins
Far away And the skies give no answer All we know Is to beware of the voice in the dark
Deep inside The honor of fathers Prepare your heart For the final encounter
Far we've come With banners and swords Fight for the sons of the north
Far we've come Resound the horns Fight for the sons of the north
We came from the ice lands Like the coldest spring Determined to wrest Your ensign from the throne
And I'm filled with power I feel the old might Now face to me The one who still stands is your king!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
