Paroles de The Call Of The Mountains

Against the waves with our swords in our hands Against the sea with our backs to the walls Against distress in the presence of our enemies Against the storms roaring at our faces The cry rang out throughout the skies That beckoned the flight of the cranes The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh The call of the alps The call home, ooh, ooh The tune in our hearts, the song of the mountains What's that stir, so blatant in our sallying hearts? What's that urge that lifted up our longing eyes? What's that ring echoing from the leaden skies? What's that augur resounding from the lyre's strings? A cry rang out in the sibilant winds A behest, the outcry of the cranes The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh The call of the alps The call home, ooh, ooh The tune in our hearts, the song of the mountains The voice in the wind, the saint in the sky The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh The call of the alps The call home, ooh, ooh The tune in our hearts The call of the mountains, ooh, ooh The call of the alps The call home, ooh, ooh The tune in our hearts, the song of the mountains