[M/L:Ivan V]

Fly and take the light of the sunrise
Over the top of the hills
Ride till the twilight come to us
Never rest, never retreat and never loose
Hard as iron ; valiant stong and noble like a horse
Cause on a shaddle I was born

Listen to the horn
Calling us to war;
Answer the horn call

Ride across the hills,
Share out the wind
With the Rohirrim riders
Fight all day and night
This the life
Of the Rohirrim riders

One with my clan snd one with my horse
The fury of my sword
That will fall over my enemies heads
Feel the thunderstep of the defenders of The Mark,
The wall of spears when we attack
And the power of the braves

Listen to the horn
Calling us to war
Listen to the horn call
Warlike is my blood, thick and heavy
I can feel it flowing through my veins
In my throat a battle hymn, in my hand a sword of steel
That my enemy will taste : all of them have sealed their fate
On the battlefield they 'll die
Here comes the earthquake The ground will shake
With the charge of the Rohirrim riders