These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields
Of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed
Your sufferin'
As the battles
Raged higher
And though they did
Hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many
Different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live
In different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
And, the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written
In the star light
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms