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