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!!!