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

Down in the valley, ha In the valley so low, Hang your hair over your shoulder And you can hear the four winds blow, now, oh my Now can't you hear the wind blow my love, Can't you hear the wind blow, We're down in the valley, ha In the valley so low,

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

She's a magical, mystical woman She's queen of the night Lady evil, evil There's a place just south of Witches' Valley Where they say the wind won't blow And they only speak in whispers of her name There's a lady they say who feeds the darkness It eats

Grey sky where I should see you Ask why, why it should be so I'll cry, say that I don't know April is a cruel time Even though the sun may shine And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away Still falls the April rain And the valley's filled with

Down in the valley, ha In the valley so low, Hang your hair over your shoulder And you can hear the four winds blow, now, oh my Now can't you hear the wind blow my love, Can't you hear the wind blow, We're down in the valley, ha In the valley so low,

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