歌词
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!
On open water
The Greek will make their stand
For their nation
Burn the hand of hate
Outnumbered
There is no retreat
But they won't bend their knees
Into the fire
They ride the storm of war
There's no mercy
Onward is the law
For freedom
Ancient spirits roar
And they answer the call
Night is falling
Fate is calling
And the wind whispers defeat
Night is falling
Fate is calling
God on a mountain
High-handed king
And ships, by thousands
Lay below
Blood of the fallen
The tide turns red
And the battle rages on
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!
A thousands nations
Descend on mother Greece
Strait of salamis
There they break the siege
Now beaten
Xerxes calls retreat
To Asia he flees
Night is falling
Fate is calling
And the wind whispers defeat
Night is falling
Fate is calling
God on a mountain
High-handed king
And ships, by thousands
Lay below
Blood of the fallen
The tide turns red
And the battle rages on
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!
God on a mountain
High-handed king
And ships, by thousands
Lay below
Blood of the fallen
The tide turns red
And the battle rages on
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!
Row! Row! Row!