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| Viking For Faith, Folk and Europe THE WARRIORS’ CALL THE WARRIORS’ CALL It is the warriors’ call tonight we’re leaving home don’t cry my little boy When you will grow old you’ll have my shining sword you’ll beat hard in the storm If I die in the battle my beloved wife take this boy in your hands And embrace him on your breast and embrace him on your breast It is the warriors call the sound comes from the horn the wound will never close A place of blood and hope the flames are burning tall comrades we’ll never fall If I die in the battle my beloved wife I’ll protect you like spirits do I’ll embrace you in my eyes I’ll embrace you in my eyes Hey raise your head I don’t want you to despair I want to see a smile I will bring you warm nights of spring then you can rest and see our world bloom. Hey raise your head please, raise your head It is the warriors’ call tonight we’re leaving home don’t cry my little boy don’t cry my little boy |
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