La5LamLa5 (x16)
Ah, ah,
DoSolSol
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
DoLa
From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying:
DoSolDoLa
Valhalla, I am coming!
DoRe
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Mib
Our only goal will be the western shore.
La5LamLa5 (x12)
Ah, ah,
DoSolSol
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
DoLa
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war.
DoSolDoLa
We are your overlords.
DoRe
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Mib
Our only goal will be the western shore.
La5LamLa5 (x4)
La
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.
LaSibLa