...And the Horns Called for War

	作曲 : Ancient Rites, Theys
	And the horn called for war!
	The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout
	Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds
	Left of five score are not two thousand now
	No man on earth has more nor better found
	In chronicles of
	Franks is written down
	What vassalage he had, our
	Emperor (Charlemagne)
	And the horns...called for war!
	Marvelous in the battle now and grand
	The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand
	Then had you seen sorrowing of clans
	So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man!
	Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs!
	The Saracens cannot withstand the attack!
	And the horns.. called for war
	And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!!
	No house stood there but straight
	Its walls must crack
	In full mid-day
	The darkness was so grand
	And no light was in the land
	And many said,
	We in the judgement stand
	The end of time is presently at hand
	They spoke no truth, they did not understand ‘t was the great day of mourning for
	Roliant And the horns.. called for war
	And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!!
	Marvelous in the battle now and grand
	The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand
	Then had you seen sorrowing of clans
	So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man!
	Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs!
	The Saracens cannot withstand the attack!
	And the horns.. called for war!!!

	zuò qǔ : Ancient Rites, Theys
	And the horn called for war!
	The Franks strike on, their hearts are good and stout
	Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in crowds
	Left of five score are not two thousand now
	No man on earth has more nor better found
	In chronicles of
	Franks is written down
	What vassalage he had, our
	Emperor Charlemagne
	And the horns... called for war!
	Marvelous in the battle now and grand
	The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand
	Then had you seen sorrowing of clans
	So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man!
	Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs!
	The Saracens cannot withstand the attack!
	And the horns.. called for war
	And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!!
	No house stood there but straight
	Its walls must crack
	In full midday
	The darkness was so grand
	And no light was in the land
	And many said,
	We in the judgement stand
	The end of time is presently at hand
	They spoke no truth, they did not understand ' t was the great day of mourning for
	Roliant And the horns.. called for war
	And the horns... called for war!!!!!!!!
	Marvelous in the battle now and grand
	The Franks here strike, their good brown spears in hand
	Then had you seen sorrowing of clans
	So many a slain, shattered and bleeding man!
	Biting the earth, or piled here on their backs!
	The Saracens cannot withstand the attack!
	And the horns.. called for war!!!