Dm
It is the warriors' call
Dm
tonight we're leaving home
      F       C      Dm
don't cry my little boy

Dm
When you will grow old 
Dm
you'll have my shining sword
      F           C       Dm
you'll beat hard in the storm


F            C
If I die in the battle
      Dm                 Am
my beloved wife take this boy in your hands
F                        C
And embrace him on your breast
      Dm         C
and embrace him on your breast


Dm
It is the warriors call
Dm
the sound comes from the horn

the wound will never close

Dm
A place of blood and hope
Dm
the flames are burning tall
      F          C      Dm
comrades we'll never fall


F            C
If I die in the battle
      Dm               Am
my beloved wife I'll protect you like spirits do
F                    C
I'll embrace you in my eyes


      Dm      C
I'll embrace you in my eyes


Bb            C
Hey raise your head
F                  
I don't want you to despair
Dm
I want to see a smile
Bb            C
I will bring you warm nights of spring
F
then you can rest and see our world
Dm
bloom.
Bb            C
Hey raise your head
Bb               C
please, raise your head

(flute solo)

Dm
It is the warriors' call
Dm
tonight we're leaving home
      F      C      Dm
don't cry my little boy   2x

      F      C      Dm
don't cry my little boy   3x

      F      C      D
don't cry my little boy   3x