These mist-covered mountains, are a home now for me.
But my home is in lowlands, and always will be.
But my home is in lowlands, and always will be.
Someday, you'll return to Your valleys and your farms.
And you'll no longer burn, to be brothers in arms...
And you'll no longer burn, to be brothers in arms...
And though they did hurt me so bad, In the fear and alarm.
You did not desert me, My brothers in arms...
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