Pipes are Calling - EMERALD

By night they came

Brought fire and pain

Murdered and plundered

And vanished in haze

Fathers and sons

Sworn to fight

And to resist with all their might

For our descendants will be free

We will hold on

Pipes are calling

Summoning us to war

The blare of battle horns

Are calling from afar

Oh brothers of the oath

Let’s hear our battle cry

We’re ready to die

Gather your weapons

Carry the call

The pipes are playing

With glory we’ll fall

Beloved ones

Farewell to you

There’s no way back

We follow the tune of war

For our descendants will be free

We will hold on

Pipes are calling…

«Oh, we march again

Through mist and rain

Towards the battlefield

Clouds are gathering

Thunder and lightning crushes the sky

As we will crush the enemy»

And if we fall in battle as free men

With swords in our hands

The pipes then will play our requiem

Our names will live on

Till the end of time

When these days have bygone

Pipes are calling…