Luyện nghe bài hát Ancient Sign of the Coming Storm

Dar tog en nordlig
Skeppet, sa att
fordes med
Till mot tva kungar

De djarva
med pilskott
Ordlost I
buller rackte

Blood red plough the waves
heads grin
Twenty ships with braves
the northern wind

They left their shores at early
As a red sun was in the east
An ancient sign of coming
Thunder of sword and

Sails in the south
Now man prepare
The sea will be colored by
Battle is drawing

A mighty fleet of ships
Two kings lethal steel
No spoken between enemies
Just thunder of and shield

A rain of arrows the sun
A cloud of wood and
shields and flesh the arrows run
Bringing to their knees

A war-cry loud as horn
the vibrating air
This is the place where heroes are
And where death is near

Here it the mighty storm
Every man
Now is heroes are born
There is no back