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!!!