CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Glorious End

I hear the call to arms
I shall answer at once
My brothers now we march
Toward the sound of the guns
Yes, men will die but I will not be afraid
I remember the words that my father told me

"My son you must be brave
Your steel must be true
And upon that field of war, my son
You know what you must do"

My father, my father
Your sons will stand tall
We will return to home
In victory or not at all
For I am no coward
I will laugh at death again
Now onward, my brothers
To our glorious end

Oh, the banner stands so tall
What glory awaits us all

Hurry now, oh, brothers
Before the autumn leaves fall
The fight will be done
And we shall miss our call
I must prove my mettle
As a warrior true
I'll look my foe in the eye
Then run them through