Luyện nghe bài hát ...and The Horns called for War

And the called for war!

The strike on, their hearts are good and stout
Moors are slain, a thousandfold, in
of five score are not two thousand now
No man on earth has more nor found
In chronicles of Franks is written
What vassalage he had, our
(Charlemagne)

And the horns...called for war!

Marvelous in the battle now and
The Franks here strike, their brown spears in hand
Then had you sorrowing of clans
So many a slain, and bleeding man!

Biting the earth, or here on their backs!
The Saracens cannot the attack!

And the horns.. for war
And the horns... for war!!!!!!!!

No stood there but straight
Its walls crack
In mid-day
The darkness was so
And no light was in the

And many said, We in the judgement
The end of is presently at hand
They spoke no truth, did not understand
't was the great day of for Roliant

And the horns.. for war
And the horns... for war!!!!!!!!

Marvelous in the now and grand
The Franks here strike, their good brown in hand
had you seen sorrowing of clans
So a slain, shattered and bleeding man!
Biting the earth, or here on their backs!
The cannot withstand the attack!

And the horns.. for war!!!