These mist covered mountains   Are a home now for me   But my home is the lowlands   And always will be   Some day you'll return to   Your valleys and your farms   And you'll no longer burn   To be brothers in arms      Through these fields of destruction   Baptisms of fire   I've witnessed your suffering   As the battle raged higher   And though they did hurt me so bad   In the fear and alarm   You did not desert me   My brothers in arms      There's so many different worlds   So many differents suns   And we have just one world   But we live in different ones      Now the sun's gone to hell   The moon's riding high   Let me bid you farewell   Every man has to die   But it's written in the starlight   And every line in your palm   We were fools to make war   On our brothers in arms