Like an emissary through the village,
with the hood of Gessler hanging,
on the wooden pole at the marketplace,
he is lost in his own town
silently I welcome,
the glorious mist of town,
time to send one warrior home,
he is lost in his own town
Brigde 1
Huet nid gruesse,
de wirsch buesse,
sotsch aber muesse
das isch Macht!
the punishment is,
the shot with a crossbow,
at the apple
the head of his lovely son
but he hit the holy fruit,
Gessler hates the glory shoot,
catch Tell to take his blood,
take the holy blood
Bridge 2
Tell, great warrior,
I greet you with hail,
by fire and frost,
Gessler wants revenge,
in the other life we`ll stand,
we are the strong,
in a better world we`ll meet,
you`re the suffering one
Refrain
don't destroy the circle of the pole
he still dreams....
I`ve seen the sun of tomorrow rise,
from the deepest rage of nowhere
Tells soul to save
on the journey to his death,
in a boat on a secret lake,
the men seize their only chance,
escape into the dark
then the storm shall arise,
turns the clouds into grey,
sends up a howling wind,
across the secret lake
Bridge 1
Refrain
on the journey.....
then the storm shall arise.....
Bridge 1
Refrain
