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