Tono: F
Introducción: F#
F#m A
E
Come from the land of the ice and snow from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
F#m A
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands, to fight the horde and sing and cry,
E F#m
Valhalla, I am coming...
A B C
On we sweep with, with threshing oar, our only goal will be the western shore...
F#m A
E
Come from the land of the ice and snow from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
F#m A
How soft your fields, so green can whisper tales of gore, of how we calmed the tides of war
E F#m
We are your overlords...
A B C
On we sweep with, with threshing oar, our only goal will be the western shore...
F#m
So now you better stop, and rebuild all your ruins
F#m C7 F#m
For peace and trust can winthe day despite of all you're losing
F#m
Ooh oh, ooh oh, ooh oh
F#m
Ooh oh, ooh oh, ooh oh
F#m
Ooh oh, ooh oh, ooh oh
F#m
Ooh oh, ooh oh, ooh oh
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