(ŠAlf Davies 2004)</p>

Gondor calls, it must not fall, the outer wall is vulnerable<br>
So blow the horns, our past reborn, with faces grim, we're the Rohirrim<br>
We must stay calm, Ghan Buri Ghan, the path he'll show, a forgotten road<br>
So blow the horns, there'll be no dawn, though the day is dim, we're still Rohirrim</p>

Our foes and fire before you<br>
Your homes are far behind<br>
The horns of Rohan, they call you<br>
Let's hope we're there on time</p>
	
The Nazgul flies toward the prize, the Gate now lies, cut down to size<br>
So blow the horns, the Mark has sworn, though our chance is slim, we're still Rohirrim<br>
So ride let's ride, if we must die, we'll fight the fight, go down with pride<br>
So blow the horns, if our women mourn, at least they'll sing of brave Rohirrim</p>

Our foes and fire before you<br>
Your homes are far behind<br>
The horns of Rohan, they call you<br>
Let's hope we're there on time</p>
	
Our foes and fire before you<br>
Your homes are far behind<br>
The horns of Rohan, they call you<br>
Let's hope we're there on time</p>

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