Em
Ah, ah.
GD7
We come from the land of ice and snow,
D7
from the midnite sun where the hot springs blow.
Em
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships
Em
to new lands, to fight the horde, singing and crying
D7GEm
Vahala, I am coming!
GA
On we sweep with treshing oar,
A#
Our only goal will be the western shore
Em
Ah, ah.
GD7
We come from the land of ice and snow,
D7
from the midnite sun where the hot springs blow.
Em
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Em
of how we calmed the tides of war.
D7
We are your over lords.
GA
On we sweep with treshing oar,
A#
Our only goal will be the western shore
Em
So now youʼd better stop and rebuild your ruins,
Em
for peace and trust can win the day
Em
despite of all your losing.